95. Jesus, Refuge of the Weary

1 Jesus, Refuge of the weary,
Object of the spirit's love,
Fountain in life's desert dreary,
Saviour from the world above:
O how oft Thine eyes, offended,
Gaze upon the sinner's fall!
Yet, upon the cross extended,
Thou didst bear the pain of all.

2 Do we pass that cross unheeding,
Breathing no repentant vow,
Though we see Thee wounded, bleeding,
See Thy thorn-encircled brow?
Yet Thy sinless death has brought us
Life eternal, peace, and rest;
Only what Thy grace has taught us
Calms the sinner's stormy breast.

3 Jesus, may our hearts be burning
With more fervent love for Thee;
May our eyes be ever turning
To Thy cross of agony;
Till in glory parted never
From the blessèd Saviour's side,
Graven in our hearts forever
Dwell the cross, the Crucified.

Amen.

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First Line: Jesus, Refuge of the weary
Title: Jesus, Refuge of the Weary
Author: Jane F. Wilde
Author: G. Savonarola
Publication Date: 1937
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