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Our Jesus changeth not

There's naught on earth to rest upon

Author: Frederick Whitfield
Tune: [There's naught on earth to rest on]
Published in 6 hymnals

Audio files: MIDI

Full Text

1 There’s naught on earth to rest on,
All things are changing here;
The smiles of joy we gaze on;
The friends we hold so dear,
One Friend alone is changeless,
The One too oft forgot,
Whose love hath stood for ages,
For Jesus changeth not.

2 The sweetest flow’r that blooms here,
And sheds its fragrance round,
Ere ev’ning comes has withered,
And lies upon the ground.
The dark and dreary desert,
That hath not one green spot
Abounds in living pastures;
With him who changeth not.

3 Clouds oft o’ercast our sunshine,
So beautiful, so bright,
And while we still admire it,
It darkens into night.
One sky alone is cloudless,
Where darkness cometh not;
‘Tis found alone with Jesus,
For Jesus changeth not.

4 And friendship’s smile avails not
To cheer us here below,
For smiles are oft deceitful,
And lure to overthrow.
One smile alone can gladden,
Whate’er the pilgrim’s lot;
It is the smile of Jesus,
For Jesus changeth not.

5 And while stern time moves onward,
And nears eternity,
The hand of death brings changes
In ev’ry thing we see.
But faith has found a Savior
Whose promise faileth not;
Our life is hid with Jesus,
And Jesus changeth not.

Source: The Finest of the Wheat: hymns new and old, for missionary and revival meetings, and sabbath-schools #52

Author: Frederick Whitfield

Whitfield, Frederick, B.A., son of H. Whitfield, was born at Threapwood, Shropshire, Jan. 7, 1829, and educated at Trinity College, Dublin, where he took his B.A. in 1859. On taking Holy Orders, he was successively curate of Otley, vicar of Kirby-Ravensworth, senior curate of Greenwich, and Vicar of Stanza John's, Bexley. In 1875 he was preferred to St. Mary's, Hastings. Mr. Whitfield's works in prose and verse number upwards of thirty, including Spiritual unfolding from the Word of Life; Voices from the Valley Testifying of Jesus; The Word Unveiled; Gleanings from Scripture, &c. Several of his hymns appeared in his Sacred Poems and Prose, 1861, 2nd Series, 1864; The Casket, and Quiet Hours in the Sanctuary. The hymn by which he is most wid… Go to person page >

Text Information

First Line: There's naught on earth to rest upon
Title: Our Jesus changeth not
Author: Frederick Whitfield
Refrain First Line: From everlasting still the same

Timeline

Instances

Instances (1 - 6 of 6)Text InfoTune InfoTextScoreFlexScoreAudioPage Scan
Battle Songs of the Cross #d199
Hymns for the Church on Earth: being three hundred and sixty-six hymns and spiritual songs. (For the most part of modern date.) (New Ed.) #120Page Scan
Our New Hymnal #250Page Scan
The Finest of the Wheat: hymns new and old, for missionary and revival meetings, and sabbath-schools #52TextAudioPage Scan
The Gospel Singer: for Sabbath schools, etc. #120Page Scan
The Great Redemption in Songs New and Selected #d292



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