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When we our wearied limbs to rest

When we our wearied limbs to rest

Published in 92 hymnals

Audio files: MIDI

Representative Text

1 When we, our wearied limbs to rest,
Sat down by proud Euphrates' stream,
We wept with doleful thoughts oppressed,
And Zion was our mournful theme.

2 Our harps, that when with joy we sung,
Were wont their tuneful parts to bear,
With silent strings neglected hung
On willow-trees that withered there.

3 Oh Salem, our once happy seat,
When I of thee forgetful prove,
Let then my trembling hand forget
The speaking strings with art to move!

4 If I to mention thee forbear,
Perpetual silence be my doom;
Or if my chiefest joy compare
With thee, Jerusalem, my home!

Source: The Book of Worship #120

Text Information

First Line: When we our wearied limbs to rest
Source: Tate & Brady
Copyright: Public Domain

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The Sacred Harp #504

Include 91 pre-1979 instances
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