Text: | Night, With Ebon Pinion |
Author: | L. H. Jameson |
Tune: | SORROWS |
Composer: | J. P. Powell |
1 Night, with ebon pinion,
Brooded o’er the vale;
All around was silent,
Save the night-wind’s wail,
When Christ, the Man of sorrows,
In tears and sweat and blood,
Prostrate in the garden,
Raised His voice to God.
2 Smitten for offenses
Which were not His own,
He, for our transgressions,
Had to weep alone;
No friend with word to comfort,
Nor hand to help was there,
When the Meek and Lowly
Humbly bowed in pray'r.
3 "Abba, Father, Father,
If indeed it may,
Let this cup of anguish
Pass from me, I pray;
Yet, if it must be suffer'd,
By me, Thine only Son,
Abba, Father, Father,
Let Thy will be done."
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Night, with ebon pinion |
Title: | Night, With Ebon Pinion |
Author: | L. H. Jameson |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1935 |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | SORROWS |
Composer: | J. P. Powell |
Key: | E♭ Major |