Text: | Soft be the gently breathing notes |
Author: | Collier |
1 Soft be the gently breathing notes,
That sing the Saviour's dying love;
Soft as the evening zephyr floats,
And soft as tuneful lyres above.
2 Pure as the breath of vernal skies,
So pure let our contrition be;
And purely let our sorrows rise
To him who bled upon the tree.
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First Line: | Soft be the gently breathing notes |
Author: | Collier |
Meter: | L. M. |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
Topic: | Christ: Sufferings and Death; The Saviour's Dying Love |