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'Tis hard, from those we love, to go

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #431 (1845) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 'Tis hard, from those we love, to go, Who weep beside our bed, Whose tears bedew our burning brow, Whose arm supports our head: 2 When fading from the dizzy view, I sought their forms in vain; The bitterness of death I knew, And groan'd to live again. 3 'Tis dreadful when th'accuser's pow'r Assails the sinking heart, Recalling ev'ry wasted hour, And each unworthy part. 4 Yet, Jesus, in that mortal fray, Thy blessed comfort stole, Like sunshine in an autumn day, Across my darken'd soul. 5 When soon, or late, this feeble breath No more to thee can pray, Support me thro' the vale of death, And in the darksome way. 6 When cloth'd in fleshly weeds again, I wait thy dread decree; Judge of the world, remember then That thou hast died for me. Topics: Special Occasions Sickness and Recovery Languages: English

'Tis hard, from those we love, to go

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #676 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 'Tis hard, from those we love, to go, Who weep beside our bed, Whose tears bedew our burning brow, Whose arm supports our head: 2 When fading from the dizzy view, I sought their forms in vain; The bitterness of death I knew, And groan'd to live again. 3 'Tis dreadful when th'accuser's pow'r Assails the sinking heart, Recalling ev'ry wasted hour, And each unworthy part. 4 Yet, Jesus, in that mortal fray, Thy blessed comfort stole, Like sunshine in an autumn day, Across my darken'd soul. 5 When soon, or late, this feeble breath No more to thee can pray, Support me thro' the vale of death, And in the darksome way. 6 When cloth'd in fleshly weeds again, I wait thy dread decree; Judge of the world, remember then That thou hast died for me. Topics: Sickness and Recovery