Let me not wander comfortlessPublished in 4 hymnals
Let me not wander comfortless,
My Father, far from Thee;
But still beneath Thy guardian wing
In holy quiet be.
The storms of grief, the tears of woe,
Soothed by Thy love, shall cease;
And all the trembling spirit breathe
A deep, unbroken peace.
The power of prayer shall o’er me shed
A deep, celestial calm;
More soft than evening’s twilight dews,
My soul shall feel its balm.
For there Thy still, small voice shall speak
Thy great, Thy boundless love;
And tears and smiles, and grief and joy,
Shall lift my soul above.
|First Line:||Let me not wander comfortless|
|Instances (1 - 4 of 4)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion (15th ed.) #338||Consolation||Let me not wander comfortless||Anonymous||C. M.||1866|
|A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion. (10th ed.) #338||Let me not wander comfortless||Let me not wander comfortless||Anonymous||1848|
|Hymns for Public Worship #171||Let me not wander comfortless||Let me not wander comfortless||1845|
|Hymns for Social Worship and Private Devotion #d78||Let me not wander comfortless||Let me not wander comfortless||1837|