When Musing Sorrow Weeps the Past (EN 5188)

EN 5188 When Musing Sorrow Weeps the Past

Phil.1.21

Versi Version 1

1

When musing sorrow weeps the past,

And mourns the present pain,

’Tis sweet to think of peace at last,

And feel that death is gain.

2

’Tis not that murmuring thoughts arise,

And dread a Father’s will,

’Tis not that meek submission flies,

And would not suffer still:

3

It is that heaven-born faith surveys

The path that leads to light,

And longs her eagle plumes to raise,

And lose herself in sight:

4

It is that hope with ardor glows,

To see Him face to face,

Whose dying love no language knows

Sufficient art to trace.

5

O let me wing my hallowed flight

From earthborn woe and care,

And soar above these clouds of night,

My Savior’s bliss to share!

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