...pierced by sins and sorrows here, We could not fly to thee ! 2 The friends, who in our sunshine live, When winter comes, are flown; And he who has but tears to give, Must weep those tears alone. 3 But thou wilt heal that broken heart, 4 When joy no longer soothes or cheers, And e'en the hope that...

...pierced by sins and sorrows here, We could not fly to thee 1 2 The friends, who in our sunshine live, When winter comes, are flown ; And he who has but tears to give, Must weep those tears alone. 3 But thou wilt heal that broken heart, Which like the plants that throw Their fragrance from the wounded...

...pierced by sins and sorrows here, We could not fly to thee ! 2 The friends, who in our sunshine live, When winter comes, are flown; And he who has but tears to give, Must weep those tears alone. 3 But thou wilt heal that broken heart, Which, like the plants that throw Their fragrance from the...

...would be ! If, when distress'd and wounded here, We could not fly to Thee ! But Thou wilt heal the broken heart, Which, like the plants that throw Their fragrance from the wounded part, Breathe sweetness out of woe. Oh ! who could bear life's stormy doom, Did not Thy word of love Come,...

...If, when deceived and wounded here, We could not fly to thee ; The friends who in our sunshine live, When winter comes, are flown ; And he who has but...that throw Their fragrance from the wounded part, Breathes sweetness out of woe. When joy no longer soothes or cheers, And ev'n the hope, that threw...

...If, when deceiv'd and wounded here, We could not fly to Thee ! The friends, who in our sunshine live, When winter comes, are flown ; And he who has but...that throw Their fragrance from the wounded part, Breathes sweetness out of woe. When joy no longer soothes or cheers, And even the hope that threw A...

...If, when deceived and wounded here, We could not fly to thee ! The friends who in our sunshine live, When winter comes are flown ; And he who has but tears...give, Must wee'p those tears alone. But thou wilt heal the broken heart, Which, like the plants that throw Their fragrance from the wounded part, Breathes...

...sorrows here, We could not fly to thee! 1 2 The friends who in our sunshine live, When winter conies, are flown ; And he who has but tears to give, Must weep those tears alone. 3 O who could bear life's stormy doom, Did not thy wing of love Come brightly wafting thro' the gloom...

...this world would be, If, when deceived and wounded here, OH ! THOO, who driest the mourner's tear, When winter comes are flown ; And he who has but tears to give We could not fly to THEE. The friends who in our sunshine live, Which, like the plants that throw Their...

...If, when deceived and wounded here, We could not fly to thee ! The friends who in our sunshine live, When winter comes, are flown ; And he who has but...that throw Their fragrance from the wounded part, Breathes sweetness out of woe. The Teaching of Jesus. BOWRIKO. How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound...