Jesus, Refuge of the Weary
Text from Mark 15:29, 30; by Giorlamo Savonarola, 1563.
Translated by Jane F. Wilde, 1853.
Tune: "O du Liebe"
1st Published in: Musikalischer Christenschatz 1745
Jesus, Refuge of the weary Blest Redeemer whom we love,
Fountain in life's desert dreary, Savior from the world above,
Oh, how oft Thine eyes, offended, Gaze upon the sinner's fall!
Yet, upon the cross extended, Thou didst bear the pain of all.
Do we pass that cross unheeding, Breathing no repentant vow ,
Tho' we see Thee wounded, bleeding, See Thy thorn-en-circled brow?
Yet Thy sinless death hath bro't us Life eternal, peace, and rest;
Only what Thy grace hath taught us Calms the sinners' stormy breast.
Jesus, may our hearts be burning With more fervent love for Thee!
May our eyes be ever turning To Thy cross of agony
Till in glory, parted never From the blessed Savior's side,
Graven in our hearts forever, Dwell the cross, the Crucified!