92b. 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 hath brought us
Life eternal, peace, and rest;
Only what Thy grace hath 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.

Text Information
First Line: Jesus, Refuge of the weary
Author: Girolamo Savonarola, d. 1498
Translator: Jane Francesca Wilde (1853)
Language: English
Publication Date: 1917
Topic: The Church Year: Holy Week
Tune Information
Name: SAVONAROLA
Composer: William Benbow (1915)
Meter: 8 7, 8 7 . D.
Key: G Major



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