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ST. AELRED 8, 8, 8, 3

John B. Dykes

Fierce raged the tempest o'er the deep, Watch did Thine anx-ious servants keep;

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But Thou wast wrapped in guile less sleep, Calm and still.

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Son of the Car pen ter, re ceive This humble work of

mine :

As oft, with worn and weary feet, We tread earth's rugged valley o'er, The

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thought, how comforting and sweet! Christ trod this ve - ry path before! Our

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wants and weak-ness-es He knows, From life's first dawning to

its close. A-MEN.

He is God from ever last ing, And to ev - er lasting, God.

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A MEN.

The small notes for the Organ, to be used in 2d verse only

2 Who is this, - a Man of Sorrows,
Walking sadly life's hard way,
Homeless, weary, sighing, weeping
Over sin and Satan's sway?
'T is our God, our glorious Saviour,
Who above the starry sky
Now for us a place prepareth

Where no tear can dim the eye.

ly, Foam glimmered white; Trembled the mar - i- ners,

O Sa-cred Head! now wound-ed, With grief and shame weighed down; Now