3 Grief and sighing quickly fled
When she heard his welcome voice :
Just before she thought him dead,
Now he bids her heart rejoice.
What a change his word can make,
Turning darkness into day!
You who weep for Jesu s sake,
He will wipe your tears away.
4 He who came to comfort her,
When she thought her all was lost,
Will for your relief appear,
Though you now are tempest-toss d :
On his word your burden cast,
On his love your thoughts employ ;
Weeping for awhile may last,
But the morning brings the joy.
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Lovest tliou me?—John, xxi, 16. C.
1 HARK, my soul! it is the Lord ;
Tis thy (Saviour, hear his word;
Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee :
" Say, poor sinner, lov st thou me?
2 " I deliver d thee when bound,
And, when bleeding, heal d thy wound,
Sought thee wand ring, set thee right,
Turn d thy darkness into light.
3 " Can a woman s tender care
Cease towards the child she bare ?
Yes, she may forgetful be,
Yet will I remember thee.
4 " Mine is an unchanging love,
Higher than the heights above,
Deeper than the depths beneath,
Free and faithful, strong as death.
5 " Thou shalt see my glory soon,
When the work of grace is done,
