1 Our sins, our sorrows, Lord, were laid on Thee;
Thy stripes have healed, Thy bonds have set us free;
And now Thy toil is o’er; Thy grief and pain
Have passed away; the veil is rent in twain.
2 Now hast Thou laid Thee down in perfect peace
Where all the wicked from their troubling cease,
And tranquil Sabbath in the grave to keep;
Thy Father giveth His Belovèd sleep.
3 Yet in Thy glory, on the throne above,
Thou wast abiding ever, Love of love,
Eternal, filling all created things
With Thine own presence, Jesus, King of kings!
Amen.
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First Line: | Our sins, our sorrows, Lord, were laid on thee |
Title: | Our Sins, our Sorrows, Lord, Were Laid on thee |
Author: | Edward Welton Eddis |
Publication Date: | 1937 |