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HYMN IV.
[Behold, where breathing love divine]
Behold, where breathing love divine,
Our dying Master stands!
His weeping followers gathering round
Receive his last commands.
Our dying Master stands!
His weeping followers gathering round
Receive his last commands.
From that mild teacher's parting lips
What tender accents fell!
The gentle precept which he gave
Became its author well.
What tender accents fell!
The gentle precept which he gave
Became its author well.
“Blest is the man whose softening heart
Feels all another's pain;
To whom the supplicating eye
Was never raised in vain.
Feels all another's pain;
To whom the supplicating eye
Was never raised in vain.
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“Whose breast expands with generous warmth
A stranger's woes to feel;
And bleeds in pity o'er the wound
He wants the power to heal.
A stranger's woes to feel;
And bleeds in pity o'er the wound
He wants the power to heal.
“He spreads his kind supporting arms
To every child of grief;
His secret bounty largely flows,
And brings unasked relief.
To every child of grief;
His secret bounty largely flows,
And brings unasked relief.
“To gentle offices of love
His feet are never slow;
He views through mercy's melting eye
A brother in a foe.
His feet are never slow;
He views through mercy's melting eye
A brother in a foe.
“Peace from the bosom of his God,
My peace to him I give;
And when he kneels before the throne,
His trembling soul shall live.
My peace to him I give;
And when he kneels before the throne,
His trembling soul shall live.
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“To him protection shall be shown,
And mercy from above
Descend on those who thus fulfill
The perfect law of love.”
And mercy from above
Descend on those who thus fulfill
The perfect law of love.”
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