115 ~ When the Lord of Love Was Here
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When the Lord of love was here, Happy hearts to Him were dear, Though His heart was sad; Worn and lonely for our sake, Yet he turned aside to make All the weary glad.
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Meek and lowly were His ways, From His loving grew His praise, From His giving, prayer; All the outcast thronged to hear, All the sorrowful drew near To enjoy His care.
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When he walked the fields, He drew From the flowers and birds and dew, Parables of God; For within His heart of love All the soul of man did move, God had His abode.
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Lord, be ours Thy power to keep In the very heart of grief, And in trial, love. In our meekness to be wise, And through sorrows to arise To' our God above.
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Fill us with Thy deep desire All the sinful to inspire, With the Father’s life; Free us from the cares that press On the heart of worldliness From the fret and strife.