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A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief

Author: Montgomery Hymnal: The Songs of Zion #4 (1918) Languages: English Tune Title: [A poor wayfaring man of grief]
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A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #5612 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. A poor wayfaring man of grief Hath often crossed me on my way, Who sued so humbly for relief That I could never answer nay. I had not power to ask his name, Whereto he went, or whence he came; Yet there was something in his eye That won my love; I knew not why. 2. Once, when my scanty meal was spread, He entered; not a word he spake, Just perishing for want of bread. I gave him all; he blessed it, brake, And ate, but gave me part again. Mine was an angel’s portion then, For while I fed with eager haste, The crust was manna to my taste. 3. I spied him where a fountain burst Clear from the rock; his strength was gone. The heedless water mocked his thirst; He heard it, saw it hurrying on. I ran and raised the suff’rer up; Thrice from the stream he drained my cup, Dipped and returned it running o’er; I drank and never thirsted more. 4. ’Twas night; the floods were out; it blew A winter hurricane aloof. I heard his voice abroad and flew To bid him welcome to my roof. I warmed and clothed and cheered my guest And laid him on my couch to rest; Then made the earth my bed, and seemed In Eden’s garden while I dreamed. 5. Stripped, wounded, beaten nigh to death, I found him by the highway side. I roused his pulse, brought back his breath, Revived his spirit, and supplied Wine, oil, refreshment—he was healed. I had myself a wound concealed, But from that hour forgot the smart, And peace bound up my broken heart. 6. In pris’n I saw him next, condemned To meet a traitor’s doom at morn. The tide of lying tongues I stemmed, And honored him ’mid shame and scorn. My friendship’s utmost zeal to try, He asked if I for him would die. The flesh was weak; my blood ran chill, But my free spirit cried, I will! 7. Then in a moment to my view The stranger started from disguise. The tokens in His hands I knew; The Savior stood before mine eyes. He spake, and my poor name He named, Of Me thou hast not been ashamed. These deeds shall thy memorial be; Fear not, thou didst them unto Me. Languages: English Tune Title: MAN OF GRIEF
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A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief

Author: James Montgomery, 1771–1854 Hymnal: Hymns of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints #29 (1985) Lyrics: 1. A poor wayfaring Man of grief Hath often crossed me on my way, Who sued so humbly for relief That I could never answer nay. I had not pow’r to ask his name, Whereto he went, or whence he came; Yet there was something in his eye That won my love; I knew not why. 2. Once, when my scanty meal was spread, He entered; not a word he spake. Just perishing for want of bread. I gave him all; he blessed it, brake, And ate, but gave me part again. Mine was an angel’s portion then, For while I fed with eager haste, The crust was manna to my taste. 3. I spied him where a fountain burst Clear from the rock; his strength was gone. The heedless water mocked his thirst; He heard it, saw it hurrying on. I ran and raised the suff’rer up; Thrice from the stream he drained my cup, Dipped and returned it running o’er; I drank and never thirsted more. 4. ’Twas night; the floods were out; it blew A winter hurricane aloof. I heard his voice abroad and flew To bid him welcome to my roof. I warmed and clothed and cheered my guest And laid him on my couch to rest, Then made the earth my bed and seemed In Eden’s garden while I dreamed. 5. Stript, wounded, beaten nigh to death, I found him by the highway side. I roused his pulse, brought back his breath, Revived his spirit, and supplied Wine, oil, refreshment—he was healed. I had myself a wound concealed, But from that hour forgot the smart, And peace bound up my broken heart. 6. In pris’n I saw him next, condemned To meet a traitor’s doom at morn. The tide of lying tongues I stemmed, And honored him ’mid shame and scorn. My friendship’s utmost zeal to try, He asked if I for him would die. The flesh was weak; my blood ran chill, But my free spirit cried, “I will!” 7. Then in a moment to my view The stranger started from disguise. The tokens in his hands I knew; The Savior stood before mine eyes. He spake, and my poor name he named, “Of me thou hast not been ashamed. These deeds shall thy memorial be; Fear not, thou didst them unto me.” Topics: Jesus Christ Savior; Love; Parables; Restoration; Service Scripture: Matthew 25:31-40 Languages: English Tune Title: DUANE STREET
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A poor wayfaring man of grief

Author: Anon. Hymnal: Good-Will Songs #161 (1890) Languages: English Tune Title: [A poor wayfaring man of grief]
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The Poor Wayfaring Man

Author: Montgomery Hymnal: Conference Hymns. a new collection of hymns, designed especially for use in conference and prayer meetings, and family worship. #5 (1849) First Line: A poor wayfaring man of grief Languages: English
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A poor wayfaring Man of grief

Author: Montgomery Hymnal: Hymn Book of the Methodist Protestant Church #S50 (1859) Languages: English
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A poor wayfaring man of grief

Author: James Montgomery, 1771-1854 Hymnal: Hymns for All Christians #L2 (1869) Languages: English
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A poor, wayfaring- man of grief

Hymnal: The American School Hymn Book. (New ed.) #XLV (1857)
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A poor wayfaring Man of grief

Author: Montgomery Hymnal: Hymn Book of the Methodist Protestant Church. (11th ed.) #S50 (1868) Languages: English

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