Rest
Dear Lord and Father of mankind
652
The Hymnal 1982 (Episcopal)
Metric Index
86. 886
Modality
D Major
15-Pitch Humming Index
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Author
John Greenleaf Whittier [1807-1892 (alt.)]
Composer
Frederick Charles Maker [1844-1927]
Language
English
Publication Date
1985
Last Five Uses
• Used on Feb 12, 2017 10:00 as the Post Communion Hymn at St. Andrew's Episcopal, Glenmoore, PA
• Used on Jul 10, 2016 10:00 as the Communion Hymn at St. Andrew's Episcopal, Glenmoore, PA
• Used on Mar 29, 2009 10:00 as the Gradual Hymn at St. Andrew's Episcopal, Glenmoore, PA
• Used on Jul 10, 2016 10:00 as the Communion Hymn at St. Andrew's Episcopal, Glenmoore, PA
• Used on Mar 29, 2009 10:00 as the Gradual Hymn at St. Andrew's Episcopal, Glenmoore, PA
Poem Words (Five verses)
1.
Dear Lord and Father of mankind,
forgive our foolish ways!
Reclothe us in our rightful mind,
in purer lives thy service find,
in deeper reverence, praise.
forgive our foolish ways!
Reclothe us in our rightful mind,
in purer lives thy service find,
in deeper reverence, praise.
2.
In simple trust like theirs who heard,
beside the Syrian sea,
the gracious calling of the Lord,
let us, like them, without a word,
rise up and follow thee.
beside the Syrian sea,
the gracious calling of the Lord,
let us, like them, without a word,
rise up and follow thee.
3.
O Sabbath rest by Galilee!
O calm of hills above,
where Jesus knelt to share with thee
the silence of eternity
interpreted by love!
O calm of hills above,
where Jesus knelt to share with thee
the silence of eternity
interpreted by love!
4.
Drop thy still dews of quietness,
till all our strivings cease;
take from our souls the strain and stress,
and let our ordered lives confess
the beauty of thy peace.
till all our strivings cease;
take from our souls the strain and stress,
and let our ordered lives confess
the beauty of thy peace.
5.
Breathe through the heats of our desire
thy coolness and thy balm;
let sense be dumb, let flesh retire;
speak through the earthquake, wind, and fire,
O still, small voice of calm.
thy coolness and thy balm;
let sense be dumb, let flesh retire;
speak through the earthquake, wind, and fire,
O still, small voice of calm.
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