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To Calm The Sorrows Of The Mind

Author: Thomas Jervis Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12607 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 To calm the sorrows of the mind, Our heav’nly friend is nigh, To wipe the anxious tear that starts, Or trembles in the eye. 2 Thou canst, when anguish rends the heart, The secret woe control; The inward malady canst heal, The sickness of the soul. 3 Thou canst repress the rising sigh, Canst soothe each mortal care; And every deep and heartfelt groan Is wafted to Thine ear. 4 Thy gracious eye is watchful still; Thy potent arm can save From threatening danger and disease, And all-devouring grave. 5 When pale and languid all the frame, The ruthless hand of pain Arrests the feeble powers of life, The help of man is vain. 6 ’Tis Thou, great God! alone canst check The progress of disease; And sickness, awed by power divine, The high command obeys. 7 Eternal source of life and health. And every bliss we feel! In sorrow and in joy to Thee Our grateful hearts appeal. Languages: English Tune Title: LYTHAM

To calm the sorrows of the mind

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #74 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 To calm the sorrows of the mind, Our heav'nly Friend is nigh, To wipe the anxious tear that starts Or trembles in the eye. 2 Thou canst, when anguish rends the heart, The secret wo control; The inward malady canst heal, The sickness of the soul. 3 Thou canst repress the rising sigh; Canst sooth each mortal care; And ev'ry deep and heart-felt groan Is wafted to thine ear. 4 Thy gracious eye is watchful still; Thy potent arm can save From threat'ning danger and disease, And the devouring grave. 5 When, pale and languid all the frame, The ruthless hand of pain Arrests the feeble pow'rs of life, The help of man is vain. 6 'Tis thou, great God! alone canst check The progress of disease; And sickness, aw'd by pow'r divine, The high command obeys. 7 Eternal source of life and health, And ev'ry bliss we feel! In sorrow and in joy, to thee Our grateful hearts appeal. Topics: God a present help in trouble; Providence of God

To calm the sorrows of the mind

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #84 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 To calm the sorrows of the mind, Our heav'nly Friend is nigh, To wipe the anxious tear that starts Or trembles in the eye. 2 Thou canst, when anguish rends the heart, The secret woe control; The inward malady canst heal, The sickness of the soul. 3 Thou canst repress the rising sigh; Canst sooth each mortal care; And ev'ry deep and heart-felt groan Is wafted to thine ear. 4 Thy gracious eye is watchful still; Thy potent arm can save From threat'ning danger and disease, And the devouring grave. 5 When, pale and languid all the frame, The ruthless hand of pain Arrests the feeble pow'rs of life, The help of man is vain. 6 'Tis thou, great God! alone canst check The progress of disease; And sickness, aw'd by pow'r divine, The high command obeys. 7 Eternal source of life, and health, And ev'ry bliss we feel! In sorrow and in joy, to thee Our grateful hearts appeal. Topics: Divine Providence and Government Languages: English