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THE GREAT PHYSICIAN

Appears in 5 hymnals Incipit: 34555 16535 54423 Used With Text: How lost was my condition

How lost was my condition

Appears in 329 hymnals Used With Tune: THE GREAT PHYSICIAN

Appears in 13 hymnals First Line: Say, whither, wandering stranger Lyrics: 1 “Say, whither, wandering stranger, Ah! whither dost thou roam? O’er this wide world a ranger, Hast thou no friend, no home?” “Yes, I’ve a Friend who never Is absent from my side; And I’ve a home wherever In peace I shall abide.” 2 “But want and woe have driven The roses from thy cheek; And garments rent and riven, Thy poverty bespeak.” “I’ve food with which the angels Would all delighted be; And robes of dazzling brightness Are now awaiting me.” 3 “Come, then, benign inquirer, And join me on my way; I’m journeying to a country Where beams an endless day; Where saints and angels, falling Before the great, white throne, To you, to me are calling, Haste, pilgrim, hasten home.” Used With Tune: [Say, whither, wandering stranger]

يا ليتني ملاك

Appears in 2 hymnals Lyrics: 1 يا ليتني ملاكٌ مع زمرة الأطهارْ مكللٌ بتاجْ وفي يدي قيثارْ أمام وجه الفادي مخلصِ الأنامْ مرنمٌ تسبيحاً له على الدوامْ 2 فلن أرى سَقاما يُفضي إلى البكا ولا أخاف ضَيماً ولن أرى الشقا بل طاهراً نقياً في حضرة الغفورْ أهدي له تسبيحاً إلى مدى الدهورْ 3 إني عرفت ضُعفي معْ عُظم آثامي لكنّ لطف ربي يُزيل أوهامي فلتحملَنَّ نفسي ملائكُ الصمدْ يا ربِّ يوم موتي إلى ذُرى الجَلدْ 4 أكن إذاً سعيداً مع ساكني الأقداسْ وفي يدي قيثاري والتاجُ فوق الراس أمام وجه ربي مخلصي الأحد أُهدي له من قلبي حمداً إلى الأبدْ Used With Tune: WANDERING STRANGER

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Wandering Stranger

Hymnal: Sabbath School Bell No. 2 #161 (1860) First Line: Say, whither, wandering stranger Lyrics: 1 “Say, whither, wandering stranger, Ah! whither dost thou roam? O’er this wide world a ranger, Hast thou no friend, no home?” “Yes, I’ve a Friend who never Is absent from my side; And I’ve a home wherever In peace I shall abide.” 2 “But want and woe have driven The roses from thy cheek; And garments rent and riven, Thy poverty bespeak.” “I’ve food with which the angels Would all delighted be; And robes of dazzling brightness Are now awaiting me.” 3 “Come, then, benign inquirer, And join me on my way; I’m journeying to a country Where beams an endless day; Where saints and angels, falling Before the great, white throne, To you, to me are calling, Haste, pilgrim, hasten home.” Languages: English Tune Title: [Say, whither, wandering stranger]