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Callest thou thus, O Master

Callest thou thus, O Master

Author: Helen M. Burnside
Tune: [Callest Thou thus, oh Master?]
Published in 5 hymnals

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1. Callest Thou thus, oh Master?
Callest Thou thus to me?
Weary and heavy laden,
Longing to come to Thee,
Out in the lonely darkness
Thy dear voice sounds so sweet,
I am not worthy, Master, oh no,
Not worthy to kiss Thy feet.

2. Comest Thou thus, oh Master?
Comest Thou thus to me?
Untrimmed, my lamp, and dying,
And house not meet for Thee.
Thou art so great and holy,
I am by sin undone,
I am not worthy, Master, oh no,
Not worthy that Thou shouldst come.

3. Child, said the gracious Master,
With voice divinely sweet,
I only ask a welcome,
Rest for My weary feet!
Come o’er my lowly threshold,
Dark, and defiled by sin,
Tho’ all unworthy, Master, oh come,
I pray Thee, come, enter in.

Source: The Cyber Hymnal #727

Author: Helen M. Burnside

Miss Helen Marion Burnside It was really a terrible affliction which led this gifted lady to become a poetess. "During my girlhood days," she once said to the writer, "my greatest desire was to become a musician, but at thirteen years of age a terrible calamity befell me. I became totally deaf as the result of an attack of scarlet fever, and never regained my hearing. Then it was I took to verse writing as another way of making music, for it was the desire to write words for music which, in the first instance, induced me to try the art of rhyming." At the same time, Miss Burnside disclaims the title of poetess. "1 have never called myself anything more ambitious than a verse writer," she says. Miss Burnside is an old lady now - she was b… Go to person page >

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First Line: Callest thou thus, O Master
Author: Helen M. Burnside



The Cyber Hymnal #727
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