| Song | Draw Near Ye Weary Bowed |
| Album | The Christian Hymn Book |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
| Writer(s) | A. Campbell And Others |
| Publisher / Copyrights | |
| Key | |
| Tags | Draw Near Ye Weary Bowed |
| Theme(s) | Life And Ministry |
| Scripture Reference(s) | |
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Draw Near, Ye Weary, Bowed, And Broken-Hearted,
Ye Onward Travellers To A Peaceful Bourne;
Ye From Whose Path The Light Hath All Departed;
Ye Who Are Left In Solitude To Mourn;
Though O’er Your Spirits Hath The Storm-Cloud Swept,
Sacred Are Sorrow’s Tears, Since “Jesus Wept.”
The Bright And Spotless Heir Of Endless Glory,
Wept O’er The Woes Of Those He Came To Save;
And Angels Wondered When They Heard The Story
That He Who Conquered Death Wept O’er The Grave;
For ’Twas Not When His Lonely Watch He Kept
In Dark Gethsemane, That “Jesus Wept.”
But With The Friends He Loved, Whose Hope Had Perished,
The Saviour Stood, While Through His Bosom Rushed
A Tide Of Sympathy For Those He Cherished,
And From His Eyes The Burning Tear-Drops Gushed;
And Bending O’er The Tomb Where Lazarus Slept,
In Agony Of Spirit, “Jesus Wept.”
Lo! Jesus’ Power The Sleep Of Death Hath Broken,
And Wiped The Tear From Sorrow’s Drooping Eye!
Look Up, Ye Mourners, Hear What He Hath Spoken:
“He That Believes On Me, Shall Never Die.”
Through Faith And Love Your Spirits Shall Be Kept;
Hope Brighter Grew On Earth When “Jesus Wept.”
