| Song | Ye Humble Souls That Seek The Lord |
| Album | Hymns For Easter |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
| Writer(s) | Philip Doddridge |
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| Tags | Ye Humble Souls That Seek The Lord |
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Ye Humble Souls, That Seek The Lord,
Chase All Your Fears Away;
And Bow With Pleasure Down To See
The Place Where Jesus Lay.
Thus Low The Lord Of Life Was Brought;
Such Wonders Love Can Do;
Thus Cold In Death That Bosom Lay,
Which Throbbed And Bled For You.
A Moment Give A Loose To Grief,
Let Grateful Sorrows Rise,
And Wash The Bloody Stains Away,
With Torrents From Your Eyes.
Then Raise Your Eyes, And Tune Your Songs,
The Saviour Lives Again:
Not All The Bolts And Bars Of Death
The Conqueror Could Detain.
High Over The Angelic Bands He Rears
His Once Dishonoured Head;
And Through Unnumbered Years He Reigns,
Who Dwelt Among The Dead.
With Joy Like His Shall Every Saint
His Vacant Tomb Survey;
Then Rise With His Ascending Lord
Through All His Shining Way.
