Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) ‎#535

535. Oh, mean may seem this house of clay

1 Oh, mean may seem this house of clay--
Yet 'twas the Lord's abode;
Our feet may mourn this thorny way,
Yet here Emmanuel trod.

2 This fleshly robe the Lord did wear,
This watch the Lord did keep,
These burdens sore the Lord did bear,
These tears the Lord did weep.

3 This world the Master overcame,
This death the Lord did die;
O vanquish'd world! O glorious shame!
O hallow'd agony!

4 O vale of tears, no longer sad,
Wherein the Lord did dwell!
O holy robe of flesh, that clad
Our own Immanuel!

5 Our very frailty brings us near
Unto the Lord of heaven;
To every grief, to every tear,
Such glory strange is given.

Text Information

• First Line: Oh, mean may seem this house of clay
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1870
• Topic: Private Devotion; Sympathy: Of Christ
• Notes: Author from index: Gill

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