Text: | Jesus, while our hearts are bleeding |
Author: | Thomas Hastings |
Tune: | FERN DELL |
Composer: | Isaac B. Woodbury |
1 Jesus, while our hearts are bleeding,
O'er the spoils that death has won,
We would at this solemn meeting,
Calmly say, "Thy will be done."
2 Though cast down, we're not forsaken;
Though afflicted, not alone;
Thou didst give, and thou hast taken;
Blessed Lord, thy will be done.
3 Though to-day we're filled with mourning,
Mercy still is on the throne;
With thy smiles of love returning,
We can sing, "Thy will be done."
4 By thy hands the boon was given,
Thou hast taken but thine own:
Lord of earth, and God of heaven,
Evermore thy will be done.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Jesus, while our hearts are bleeding |
Author: | Thomas Hastings |
Publication Date: | 1886 |
Topic: | Death and Resurrection |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | FERN DELL |
Composer: | Isaac B. Woodbury |
Meter: | 8s & 7s |
Key: | E♭ Major |
Notes: | Alternate tunes: #162 or 960. |