Thee,self-a - based in mor-tal guise, And wrapt in shades of death for me. Amen. Oh, in what di-vers pains they met! Oh, with what joy they went a-way. A - men. 2 Once more 'tis eventide, and we Oppress'd with various ills draw near; What if Thy form we cannot see? We know and feel that Thou art here. 3 O Saviour Christ, our woes dispel; For some are sick, and some are sad, And some have never loved Thee well, And some have lost the love they had. 4 And some have found the world is vain, 5 And none, O Lord, have perfect rest, 6 O Saviour Christ, Thou too art Man; Thou hast been troubled, tempted, tried, Thy kind, but searching glance can scan The very wounds that shame would hide. Yet from the world they break not free, 7 Thy touch has still its ancient power; And some have friends who give them pain, Yet have not sought a friend in Thee. No word from Thee can fruitless fall; (J=80) Holy Father, cheer our way With Thy love's per-pet A-men. 2 Holy Saviour, calm our fears 3 Holy Spirit, be Thou nigh When in mortal pains we lie; Grant us, as we come to die, Light at evening-time. 4 Holy, blessed Trinity! RICHARD H. ROBINSON 22 SOUTHPORT C. M. GEORGE KINGSLEY P (=108) I love to steal a - while a-way From ev'ry cum- b'ring care, And spend the hours of setting day In hum-ble, grateful pray'r. Amen. Free from care, from la-bor free, Lord, I would com-mune with thee. A-men. 2 Thou, Whose all-pervading eye 3 Soon, for me, the light of day Then, from sin and sorrow free, Take me, Lord, to dwell with Thee. 4 Thou, Who, sinless, yet hast known All of man's infirmity; Then from Thine eternal throne, Jesus, look with pitying eye. Amen. |