Ever patient, loving, meek,
Holy Saviour, was thy mind;
Vainly in myself I seek
Likeness to my Lord to find;
Yet the mind that was in thee
May be, must be, formed in me.
Since such griefs were thine to bear,
For each sufferer thou couldst feel,
Every mourner’s burden share,
Every wounded spirit heal.
Saviour, let thy grace in me
Form that mind which was in thee.
When my pain is most intense,
Let thy cross my lesson prove;
Let me hear thee even thence;
Breathing words of peace and love;
Thus thy grace shall form in me
The same mind which was in thee.
|Instances (1 - 2 of 2)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion (15th ed.) #120||The Mind Which Was in Christ Jesus||Ever patient, loving, meek||Anonymous||7s. M.||1866|
|A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion. (10th ed.) #120||Ever patient, loving, meek||Ever patient, loving, meek||Anonymous||1848|