At Even Ere The Sun Was Set [#AtEven #TheSun #TheSunWasSet #WasSet]

At Even Ere The Sun Was Set [#AtEven #TheSun #TheSunWasSet #WasSet]

Song based on the Bible verse:
Mark 1:32-34
32 At evening, when the sun had set, they brought to Him all who were sick and those who were demon-possessed. 33 And the whole city was gathered together at the door. 34 Then He healed many who were sick with various diseases, and cast out many demons; and He did not allow the demons to speak, because they knew Him.

Hebrews 2:17-18
17 Therefore, in all things He had to be made like His brethren, that He might be a merciful and faithful High Priest in things pertaining to God, to make propitiation for the sins of the people. 18 For in that He Himself has suffered, being [a]tempted, He is able to aid those who are tempted.

Revelation 2:4
Nevertheless I have this against you, that you have left your first love.

Song written by:
Original in English: (March 13, 1823, Ashted, Birmingham, UK – January 19, 1900, Bournemouth, Dorset, UK)

At even ere the sun was set
The sick O Lord around Thee lay
O with how many pains they met
O with what joy they went away

Once more ’tis eventide and we
Oppressed with various ills draw near
What if Thyself we cannot see
We know that Thou art ever near

O Savior Christ our woes dispel
For some are sick and some are sad
And some have never loved Thee well
And some have lost the love they had

And some are pressed with worldly care
And some are tried with sinful doubt
And some such grievous passions tear
That only Thou canst cast them out

And some have found the world is vain
Yet from the world they break not free
And some have friends who give them pain
Yet have not sought a friend in Thee

And none O Lord have perfect rest
For none are wholly free from sin
And they who fain would serve Thee best
Are conscious most of wrong within

O Savior Christ Thou too art man
Thou has been troubled tempted tried
Thy kind but searching glance can scan
The very wounds that shame would hide

Thy touch has still its ancient power
No word from Thee can fruitless fall
Hear in this solemn evening hour
And in Thy mercy heal us all

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