| Song | O King Of Grief How Strange |
| Album | Thanksgiving and Harvest Hymns |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
| Writer | George Herbert |
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| Tags | O King Of Grief How Strange |
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O King Of Grief! (How Strange And True
The Name, To Jesus Only Due!)
How, Savior, Shall I Grieve For Thee?
Who In All Griefs Preventest Me.
Then Let Me Vie With Thee In Love,
And Try Who There Shall Conqueror Prove,
Givest Thou Me Wealth? I Will Restore
All Back Unto Thee By The Poor.
Givest Thou Me Honor? All Shall See
The Honor Doth Belong To Thee:
A Bosom-Friend? If False He Prove
To Thee, I Will Tear Thence His Love.
Thee Shall My Music Find: Each String
Shall Have His Attribute To Sing;
And Every Note Accord In Thee,
To Prove One God, One Harmony.
Givest Thou Me Knowledge? It Shall Still
Search Out Thy Ways, Thy Works, Thy Will:
Yea, I Will Search Thy Book, Nor Move
Till I Have Found Therein Thy Love.
Thy Love I Will Turn Back On Thee:
O My Dear Savior, Victory!
Then For Thy Passion, I For That
Will Doalas, I Know Not What!
