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Long did I toil, and knew no earthly rest

Author: H. F. Lyte Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #396 (1913) Lyrics: 1 Long did I toil, and knew no earthly rest, Far did I rove, and found no certain home; At last I sought them in His sheltering breast, Who opes His arms, and bids the weary come: With Him I found a home, a rest divine, And since then I am His, and He is mine. 2 The good I have is from His stores supplied, The ill is only what He deems the best; He for my Friend, I’m rich with naught beside, And poor without Him, though of all possessed: Changes may come, I take, or I resign, Content, while I am His, while He is mine. 3 Whate’er may change, in Him no change is seen, A glorious sun that wanes not nor declines, Above the clouds and storms He walks serene, And on His people’s inward darkness shines: All may depart, I fret not, nor repine, While I my Savior’s am, while He is mine. 4 While here, alas! I know but half His love, But half discern Him, and but half adore; But when I meet Him in the realms above, I hope to love Him better, praise Him more, And feel, and tell, amid the choir divine, How fully I am His, and He is mine. Topics: The Church Year Second Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Second Sunday after Trinity; Peace and Joy Tune Title: [Long did I toil, and knew no earthly rest]

Long Did I Toil

Author: John Quarles, 1624-1665 ; Henry Lyte, 1793-1847 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #3880 Meter: 10.10.10.10.10.10 First Line: Long did I toil, and knew no earthly rest Lyrics: 1. Long did I toil, and knew no earthly rest, Far did I rove, and found no certain home; At last I sought them in His sheltering breast, Who opes His arms, and bids the weary come: With Him I found a home, a rest divine, And since then I am His, and He is mine. 2. The good I have is from His stores supplied, The ill is only what He deems the best; He for my Friend, I’m rich with naught beside, And poor without Him, though of all possessed: Changes may come, I take, or I resign, Content, while I am His, while He is mine. 3. Whate’er may change, in Him no change is seen, A glorious Sun that wanes not nor declines; Above the clouds and storms He walks serene, And on His people’s inward darkness shines: All may depart—I fret not, nor repine, While I my Savior’s am, while He is mine. 4. While here, alas! I know but half His love, But half discern Him, and but half adore; But when I meet Him in the realms above, I hope to love Him better, praise Him more, And feel, and tell, amid the choir divine, How fully I am His, and He is mine. Languages: English Tune Title: BATTLE