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Of All the Thoughts of God That Are

Author: Elizabeth B Browning Hymnal: The A.M.E. Zion Hymnal #62 (1999) Lyrics: 1 Of all the thoughts of God that are Borne inward into souls afar, Along the psalmist's music deep, Now tell me if there any is, For gift or grace surpassing this: "He giveth His beloved sleep"? 2 What would we give to our beloved,– The hero's heart to be unmoved, The poet's star-tuned harp, to sweep, The patriot's voice, to teach and rouse, The monarch's crown, to light the brows? He giveth His beloved sleep. 3 "Sleep soft, beloved!" we sometimes say, Who have no tune to charm away Sad dreams that through the eyelids creep, But never doleful dream again Shall break the happy slumber when He giveth His beloved sleep. 4 His dews drop mutely on the hill, His cloud above it saileth still, Though on its slope men sow and reap; More softly than the dew is shed, Or cloud is floated overhead. He giveth His beloved sleep. AMEN. Topics: Glorifying God Languages: English Tune Title: PATER OMNIUM

Of all the Thoughts of God

Author: Elizabeth Barrett Browning Hymnal: Union Hymnal, Songs and Prayers for Jewish Worship. 3rd ed. Revised and enlarged. #224 (1948) First Line: Of all the thoughts of God that are Topics: The Funeral Languages: English Tune Title: [Of all the thoughts of God that are]

Of All the Thoughts of God

Author: Elizabeth B. Browning Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4792 First Line: Of all the thoughts of God that are Lyrics: 1. Of all the thoughts of God that are Borne inward into souls afar, Along the psalmist’s music deep, Now tell me if there any is, For gift or grace surpassing this: He giveth His belovèd sleep? 2. What would we give to our beloved? The hero’s heart to be unmoved, The poet’s star tuned harp, to sweep, The patriot’s voice, to teach and rouse, The monarch’s crown, to light the brows? He giveth His belovèd sleep. 3. Sleep soft, belovèd! we sometimes say, Who have no tune to charm away Sad dreams that through the eyelids creep But never doleful dream again Shall break the happy slumber when He giveth His belovèd sleep. 4. His dews drop mutely on the hill, His cloud above it saileth still, Though on its slope men sow and reap; More softly than the dew is shed, Or cloud is floated overhead, He giveth His belovèd sleep. Languages: English Tune Title: PATER OMNIUM