Scripture Verse

They came to Elim, where were twelve wells of water, and threescore and ten palm trees. Exodus 15:27

Introduction

Words: Jane F. Crewd­son, A Lit­tle While, and Oth­er Po­ems (Man­ches­ter, Eng­land: 1864).

Music: Crewd­son Ira D. San­key (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pic­ture of Crewd­son (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

portrait
Ira D. Sankey
1840–1908

Lyrics

I’ve found a joy in sor­row, a sec­ret balm for pain,
A beau­ti­ful to­mor­row of sun­shine af­ter rain;
I’ve found a branch of heal­ing near every bit­ter spring;
A whis­pered pro­mise steal­ing o’er ev­ery brok­en string,
A whis­pered pro­mise stea­ling o’er ev­ery brok­en string.

I’ve found a glad ho­san­na for ev­ery woe and wail;
A handful of sweet ma­nna when grapes of Es­chol fail;
I’ve found a Rock of Ag­es when de­sert wells are dry;
And, after weary stag­es, I’ve found an Elim nigh,
And, after weary stag­es, I’ve found an Elim nigh.

An Elim with its cool­ness, its foun­tains, and its shade;
A blessing in its full­ness, when buds of pro­mise fade;
O’er tears of soft con­tri­tion I’ve seen a rain­bow light,
A glo­ry and fru­i­tion, so near! yet out of sight,
A glo­ry and fru­i­tion, so near! yet out of sight.

My Sav­ior, Thee pos­sess­ing, I have the joy, the balm,
The heal­ing and the bless­ing, the sun­shine and the psalm;
The pro­mise for the fear­ful, the Elim for the faint,
The rain­bow for the tear­ful, the glo­ry for the saint!
The rain­bow for the tear­ful, the glo­ry for the saint!