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Long weary years in sin I wandered

Long weary years in sin I wandered

Author: Henry L. Gilmour
Published in 3 hymnals

Full Text

1 Long, weary years in sin I wandered,
Far from the fold;
Till Christ, the loving Shepherd, found me,
Out in the midnight cold.
Hungry and thirsty then he led me
Where waters flow,
And with refreshing manna fed me,
He washed me white as snow.

Vain, delusive world, forever
Now I sing farewell,
Jesus, my loving Saviour, keeps me,
His love I’ll gladly tell.

2 O for a heart to praise my Saviour!
For he has died,
And my exulting soul finds favor
Close to his bleeding side;
There may I cling through life, and never
Grieve his away,
And in those heavenly mansions ever
Spend an eternal day. [Refrain]

3 Salvation thrills my soul with gladness;
Praise ye the Lord!
No more I’ll yield again to sadness,
But trust in the blessed Word.
To Father, Son, and Holy Spirit,
All three in one,
Be glory through a Saviour’s merit,
Ever thy will be done. [Refrain]

Source: Joyful Sound: a collection of new hymns and music with familiar selections #150

Author: Henry L. Gilmour

Born: January 19, 1836, Londonderry, Ireland. Died: May 20, 1920, Delair, New Jersey, after a buggy accident. Buried: Wenonah Cemetery, Mantua Township, New Jersey. Gilmour emigrated to America as a teenager. He started working as a painter, then served in the American civil war, where he was captured and spent several months in Libby Prison, Richmond, Virginia. After the war, he became a dentist. In 1869, he moved to Wenonah, New Jersey, and helped found the Wenonah Methodist Church in 1885. For four decades, he directed the choir at the Pitman Grove Camp Meeting, and worked at camp meetings and revivals in Mountain Lake Park, Maryland, and Ridgeview Park, Pennsylvania. His works include: The Silver Trumpet, with Kelso Carter (… Go to person page >

Text Information

First Line: Long weary years in sin I wandered
Author: Henry L. Gilmour
Refrain First Line: Vain delusive world forever


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