Text: | O Love divine, that stooped to share |
Author: | O. W. Holmes |
Tune: | ABENDS |
Composer: | H. S. Oakeley |
1 O Love divine, that stooped to share
Our sharpest pang, our bitt'rest tear!
On Thee we cast each earth-born care;
We smile at pain while Thou art near.
2 Though long the weary way we tread,
And sorrow crown each lingering year,
No path we shun, no darkness dread,
Our hearts still whispering, Thou art near.
3 When drooping pleasure turns to grief,
And trembling faith is changed to fear.
The murmuring wind, the quivering leaf,
Shall softly tell us, Thou art near.
4 On Thee we rest our burdening woe,
O Love divine, for ever dear!
Content to suffer while we know,
Living and dying, Thou art near.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | O Love divine, that stooped to share |
Author: | O. W. Holmes |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1920 |
Topic: | General |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | ABENDS |
Composer: | H. S. Oakeley |
Meter: | L.M. |
Key: | A♭ Major |