What song is that?

It is "Lord, I Would Follow Thee", text by Susan Evans McCloud, Music by K. Newell Dayley...I'm not sure if it's found elsewhere, but I know it from my church's hymnal.

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k6WTnyDxjB0

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A poor wayfaring man of grief

Hath often crossed me on my way

Who sued so humbly for relief

That I could never answer nay.

I had not pow'r to ask his name,

Where to he went, or whence he came

Yet there was something in his eye

That won my love; I knew not why.

Once, when my scanty meal was spread

He entered; not a word he spake

Just perishing for want of bread

I gave him all; he blessed it, brake

And ate, but gave me part again

Mine was an angel's portion then

For while I fed with eager haste

The crust was manna to my taste.

I spied him where a fountain burst

Clear from the rock; his strength was gone

The heedless water mocked his thirst

He heard it, saw it hurrying on

I ran and raised the suff'rer up

Thrice from the stream he drained my cup

Dipped and returned it running o'er;

I drank and never thirsted more.

'Twas night; the floods were out; it blew

A winter hurricane aloof

I heard his voice abroad and flew

To bid him welcome to my roof

What song is that?

It is "Lord, I Would Follow Thee", text by Susan Evans McCloud, Music by K. Newell Dayley...I'm not sure if it's found elsewhere, but I know it from my church's hymnal.

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k6WTnyDxjB0

 

hymnal?

I warmed and clothed and cheered my guest

And laid him on my couch to rest

What song is that?

It is "Lord, I Would Follow Thee", text by Susan Evans McCloud, Music by K. Newell Dayley...I'm not sure if it's found elsewhere, but I know it from my church's hymnal.

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k6WTnyDxjB0

 

hymnal?

Hymnbook. It's the book of songs we sing from in church. There's an interactive music player on the website, too.

Then made the earth my bed, and seemed

In Eden's garden while I dreamed.

Stript, wounded, beaten nigh to death

I found him by the highway side

I roused his pulse, brought back his breath

Revived his spirit, and supplied

Wine, oil, refreshment; he was healed

I had myself a wound concealed

But from that hour forgot the smart

And peace bound up my broken heart.