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CXXI. THE SAME.
Hymn 9.
[In weariness and pain]
In weariness and pain,
By griefs and sins oppress'd,
I turn me to my rest again,
My soul's eternal rest;
The Lamb that died for me,
And still my load doth bear;
To Jesu's streaming wounds I flee,
And find my quiet there.
By griefs and sins oppress'd,
I turn me to my rest again,
My soul's eternal rest;
The Lamb that died for me,
And still my load doth bear;
To Jesu's streaming wounds I flee,
And find my quiet there.
Jesus, was ever grief,
Was ever love like Thine!
Thy sorrow, Lord, is my relief,
Thy life hath ransom'd mine.
The Crucified appears!
I see the dying God!
O might I pour my ceaseless tears,
And mix them with Thy blood!
Was ever love like Thine!
Thy sorrow, Lord, is my relief,
Thy life hath ransom'd mine.
The Crucified appears!
I see the dying God!
O might I pour my ceaseless tears,
And mix them with Thy blood!
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My sorrows I forget
In view of Calvary;
I fall, and kiss Thy bleeding feet,
And pant to share with Thee:
O were I offer'd up
Upon Thy sacrifice!
Who would not drink that sacred cup,
And die when Jesus dies!
In view of Calvary;
I fall, and kiss Thy bleeding feet,
And pant to share with Thee:
O were I offer'd up
Upon Thy sacrifice!
Who would not drink that sacred cup,
And die when Jesus dies!
Thou seest my heart's desire,
I would Thy cross partake;
I long to be baptized with fire,
And die for Thy dear sake;
I long to rise with Thee,
And soar to things above,
And spend a blest eternity
In praise of dying love.
I would Thy cross partake;
I long to be baptized with fire,
And die for Thy dear sake;
I long to rise with Thee,
And soar to things above,
And spend a blest eternity
In praise of dying love.
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