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FABER'S HYMNS. |
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THE WORLD.
O Jesus ! if in days gone by
My heart hath loved the world too well, It needs more love for love of Thee
To bid this cherished world farewell.
And yet I can rejoice there are So many things on earth to love,
So many idols for the fire,
My love and loyal change to prove.
He that loves most hath most to lose, And willing loss is love's best prize;
The more that Yesterday hath loved The more To-day can sacrifice.
O Earth ! thou art too beautiful,
And thou, dear Home! thou art too sweet, The winning ways of flesh and blood
Too smooth for sinners' pilgrim feet.
The woods and flowers, and running streams, The sunshine of the common skies,
The round of household peace — what heart But owns the might of these dear ties?
The sweetness of known faces is A couch where weary souls repose;
Known voices are as David's harp Bewitching Saul's oppressive woes. |
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