"At Even, when the Sun did Set"
by Henry Twells, 1823-1900
THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL
(St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941)
1. At even, when the sun did set,
The sick, O Lord, around Thee lay
Oh, in what divers pain they met!
Oh, with what joy they went away!
2. Once more 'tis eventide, and we,
Oppressed with various ills, draw near.
What if Thy from we cannot see,
We know and feel that Thou art here.
3. O Savior Christ, our woes dispel;
For some are sick, and some are sad,
And some have never loved Thee well,
And some have lost the love they had;
4. And some are pressed with worldly care,
And some are tried with sinful doubt;
And some such grievous passions tear
That only Thou canst cast them out;
5. And some have found the world is vain,
Yet from the world they break not free;
And some have friends who give them pain,
Yet have not sought a friend in Thee;
6. And none, O Lord, have perfect rest,
For none are wholly free from sin;
And they who fain would serve Thee best
Are conscious most of wrong within.
7. O Savior Christ, Thou too, art man;
Thou hast been troubled, tempted, tried.
Thy kind but searching glance can scan
The very wounds that shame would hide.
8. Thy touch has still its ancient power,
No word from Thee can fruitless fall;
Hear in this solemn evening hour
And in Thy mercy heal us all.
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Hymn #557 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_
Text: Mark 1:32-34
Author: Henry Twells, 1868
1st Published in: _Heilige Seelenlust_
Town: Breslau, 1657, ad.
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