1 Now let our drooping hearts revive,
And let our tears be dry;
Why should those eyes be drown'd in grief
Which view a Saviour nigh?
2 Though earthly shepherds dwell in dust,
The agèd and the young,
The watchful eye, in darkness clos'd,
And mute th’instructive tongue:
3 Th' eternal shepherd still survives,
New comfort to impart;
His eye still guides us, and his voice
Still animates our heart.
4 The pow'rs of nature, Lord! are thine,
And thine the aids of grace.
Thine arm has borne thy churches up,
Through ev'ry rising race.
5 Extert thy sacred influ'nce here;
Thy mourning servants bless.
O change to strains of cheerful praise
Their accents of distress.
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First Line: | Now let our drooping hearts revive |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1814 |
Topic: | Particular Occasions and Circumstances: For a Congregation; For a vacant congregation on the death of its minister |