I was really touched by a song we sang today at church. I thought I would share it. It was written in 1837 by John R. Wreford. I'm sure there's a story behind it. I have a book about hymns that I could look it up in, but - alas - it's in storage.
When My Love to Christ Grows Weak
When my love to Christ grows weak,
When for deeper faith I seek,
Then in tho't I go to thee,
Garden of Gethsem-a-ne!
There I walk amid the shades,
While the lingering twilight fades,
See that suffring, friend-less One,
Weeping, praying there alone.
When my love for man grows weak,
when for stronger faith I seek,
Hill of calv-a-ry! I go...
To thy scenes of fear and woe.
There behold his agony,
Suffered on the bitter tree;
See His anguish, see His faith,
Love triumphant still in death.
Then to life I turn again,
Learning all the worth of pain,
Learning all the might that lies
In a full self-sacrifice.
Oh, how lovely are those words. I hope that if you needed a spiritual lift today like I did, you will find comfort in their beauty and truth.
God bless and Happy Lord's Day.
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