Scripture Verse

They sailed to the region of the [Gadarenes], which is across the lake from Galilee. When Jesus stepped ashore, He was met by a demon-possessed man from the town. For a long time this man had not worn clothes or lived in a house, but had lived in the tombs. Luke 8:26-27


The Gadarene Demoniac
William Brassey Hole

Words: So­phia T. Gris­wold, in The Prize, by George Root (Chi­ca­go, Il­li­nois: Root & Ca­dy, 1870), page 40. Some hym­nals give the ly­ri­cist as Pau­li­na, Gris­wold’s pseu­do­nym.

Music: El­â­zığ George F. Root, 1870 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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

George F. Root


Oh, dread on the mountains the shriek of despair,
The foam on the lip, and the eyeballs’ red glare;
And hot as the desert the blast of his breath,
Who comes with the fiends from the dwellings of death.

The Sav­ior beholds him—the spirits unclean
Cry out through the lips of the poor Gadarene;
Accursed—man defying, they go at a word,
Entreating, beseeching and owning their Lord.

Oh, dread in the soul is the presence of sin,
Sweet peace takes her flight as the tempter comes in;
And only the power of God in the heart
Can say to the spirits of evil, Depart.