Scripture Verse

I will come again, and receive you unto Myself; that where I am, there ye may be also. John 14:3

Introduction

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John Brownlie
(1857–1925)

Words: Trans­lat­ed by John Brown­lie, Hymns of the Russ­ian Church (Lon­don: Hum­phrey Mil­ford & Ox­ford Un­i­ver­si­ty Press, 1920), page 115.

Music: Wood­worth Will­iam B. Brad­bu­ry, Men­dels­sohn Col­lect­ion, or Third Book of Psalm­o­dy (New York: 1849) (🔊 pdf nwc).

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William B. Bradbury
(1816–1868)

Lyrics

A halo rests upon Thy brow,
O Savior of the sons of men;
For Thou art crowned a victor now—
But Thou wilt come to us again.

Thou hast a thought for those who tread
The steeps of life, and often fail;
The weak in faith lift up the head,
And in Thy strength, O Christ, prevail.

Thou art not far removed from those,
That yearn for Thee, and seek Thy grace;
Who in Thy tender love repose,
May hear Thy voice, and see Thy face—

And know the love that giveth rest,
And share its strength, and feel its glow;
As he who leaned upon Thy breast,
When Thou wert with us, long ago.

But hearts are sad, and lives are lone,
They long for Thee, who love Thee most;
E’en when Thy promised Gift they own—
The comfort of the Holy Ghost.

Thou art our faith, our hope, our love,
O Lover of the souls of men;
Bow down Thy heav’ns, and from above,
Come, blessèd Lord, to us again.