Music by Merle Miller. Lyrics from Psalm 51.
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O’er Waiting Harpstrings (Christ My Refuge)
Music by Merle Miller
Lyrics by Mary Baker Eddy
O’er waiting harpstrings of the mind
There sweeps a strain,
Low, sad, and sweet, whose measures bind
The power of pain, And wake a whitewinged angel throng
Of thoughts, illumed By faith, and breathed in raptured song,
With love perfumed. Then His unveiled, sweet mercies show
Life’s burdens light. I kiss the cross, and wake to know
A world more bright.
And o’er earth’s troubled, angry sea I see Christ walk,
And come to me, and tenderly, Divinely talk.
Thus Truth engrounds me on the rock,
Upon life’s shore, ‘Gainst which the winds and waves can shock,
Oh nevermore! From tired joy and grief afar,
And nearer Thee, Father, where Thine own children are,
I love to be. My prayer some daily good to do To Thine for Thee;
An offering pure of Love, whereto God leadeth me.
Copyright 1949 R.D. Row Music Co.
Words used courtesy of The Mary Baker Eddy Collection