472. When Lying on the Bed of Pain

1 When lying on the bed of pain,
And earth and all its joys are vain,
How sweet, my God to know Thy pow'r
Sustains me in this trying hour.

2 I would Thy holy Word obey
E'en while upon my bed I lie;
I call the elders here, O Lord,
To do according to Thy Word.

3 And while the oil's by faith applied,
o may my soul be sanctified
By the blest unction from above,
And then be filled with heav'nly love.

4 Then shall my cheerful, grateful tongue
In rap'trous strains Thy praise prolong.
My ransom'd soul adore Thy grace
And swifter run the heav'nly race.

5 Or should my days be near their end,
and I through death my steps must wend,
Then, O my Lord, receive me home,
To mingle with the blood washed throng.

Text Information
First Line: When lying on the bed of pain
Title: When Lying on the Bed of Pain
Meter: L.M. 8.8.8.8.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1972
Scripture:
Topic: Book One: Hymns, Songs, Chorales; Ordinances: Anointing with Oil, Healing
Source: a hymn book of the River Brethren, alt., From
Notes: Is any sick among you? Let him call for the elders of the church; and let them pray over him, anointing him with oil in the name of the Lord. Jas. 5:14.
Tune Information
Name: GERMANY
Composer: Ludwig van Beethoven, 1770-1827
Meter: L.M. 8.8.8.8.
Key: B♭ Major
Notes: M.M. 88



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