1 My dearest Lamb, who bear'st my Grief,
Thy Sympathy affords Relief
To thy poor, drooping Bride:
Thy Blood, as Wine, shall cheer my Heart;
I'll draw my Ease from all thy Smart,
And from thy pierced Side.
2 When thy poor Church grows tir'd and faint,
And, overburden'd, makes Complaint
Of some tremendous Load,
Which sinks her Mind in Heaviness,
And all her inward Pow'rs distress,
As with an absent God.
3 Thou say'st, thou hast been tempted sore,
In ev'ry Point like her, and more;
Witness the shameful Cross:
Now touch'd with ev'ry feeling Sense
Of what can give thy Bride Offence;
Hence she sustains no Loss.
4 If in the Dust she fainting sit,
Washing her loving Saviour's Feet
With her o'erflowing Tears;
Thou gently dost her Spirit raise,
Filling her Heart with Songs of Praise,
And banishing her Fears.
5 Thou canst not see us weep alone,
But Sigh for Sigh, and Groan for Groan,
With us thou bear'st a Part;
Whilst pants the Soul, with throbbing Breast,
With equal Sympathy opprest,
We feel thy loving Heart.
Source: Christian Hymns, Poems, and Spiritual Songs: sacred to the praise of God our Saviour #I.LIII
|Instances (1 - 2 of 2)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|Christian Hymns, Poems, and Spiritual Songs: sacred to the praise of God our Saviour #I.LIII||My dearest Lamb, who bear'st my Grief||My dearest Lamb, who bear'st my Grief||Hebrews 4:15||1776|
|Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs: selected and designed for the use of the church universal, in public and private devotion; with an appendix, containing the original hymns omitted in the last ed. #385||My dearest Lamb, who bearest my grief||My dearest Lamb, who bearest my grief||James Relly||1808|