The Cyber Hymnal ‎#12146

12146. Jesus, my sorrow lies too deep

1 Jesus, my sorrow lies too deep
For human ministry;
It knows not how to tell itself
To any but to Thee.

2 Thou dost remember still, amid
The glories of God’s throne,
The sorrows of mortality,
For they were once Thine own.

3 Yes: for, as if Thou wouldst be God,
Even in Thy misery,
There’s been no sorrow but Thine own,
Untouched by sympathy.

4 Jesus, my fainting spirit brings
Its fearfulness to Thee;
Thine eye, at least, can penetrate
The clouded mystery.

5 And is it not, O Lord, enough,
This holy sympathy?
There is no sorrow e’er so deep
But I may bring to Thee.

6 It is enough, my precious Lord,
Thy tender sympathy!
My every sin and sorrow can
Devolve itself on Thee.

7 As God, Thou graspedst e’en the whole
Of human misery;
Thine own alone lay desolate,
That Thou might pitied be.

8 Thy risen life but fits Thee more
For kindly sympathy;
Thy love unhindered rests upon
Each bruisèd branch in Thee.

9 Jesus! Thou hast availed to search
My deepest malady;
It freely flows—more freely finds
The gracious remedy.

Text Information

• First Line: Jesus, my sorrow lies too deep
• Author: Horatius Bonar
• Meter: CM
• Language: English
• Source: The Bible Hymn-Book, 1845
• Copyright: Public Domain

Tune Information

• Name: PALESTINE
• Meter: CM
• Key: A Major
• Source: Modern Harp, 1846
• Copyright: Public Domain