A pilgrim through this lonely world
From Oremus Hymnal
A pilgrim through this lonely world,
the blessèd Saviour passed;
a mourner all his life was he,
a dying Lamb at last.
That tender heart, that felt for all,
for us its life-blood gave;
it found on earth no resting-place,
save only in the grave.
Such was our Lord - and shall we fear
the cross, with all its scorn?
Or love a faithless, evil world,
that wreathed his brow with thorn?
No! facing all its frowns or smiles,
like him, obedient still,
we homeward press, through storm or calm,
to Zion's blessèd hill.
In tents we dwell amid the waste,
nor turn aside to roam
in folly's path, nor seek our rest
where Jesus had no home.
Dead to the world with him who died
to win our hearts, our love,
we, risen with our risen Head,
in spirit dwell above.
Contents |
Historical Notes
Author
Edward Denny (1796-1889)
Meter
CMSound Files
Other Comments
Sources
Hymnal, Number, Tune(s)
| Hymnal | Number | Tunes Used |
|---|---|---|
| Church Hymnal (Church of Ireland), 1874 | 287 | Agnus Dei |
| The Hymnal Companion, 1890 | 182 | Windsor |
| Church Hymnal for the Christian Year, 1917 | 487 | Jerusalem (Staniforth) |
Categories: Texts | Edward Denny | CM
