The Hymnal ‎#202

202. Behold, the Master passeth by

1 Behold, the Master passeth by!
O seest thou not His pleading eye?
With low sad voice He calleth thee,
"Leave this vain world, and follow Me."

2 O soul, bound down with harrowing care,
Hast thou no thought for heaven to spare?
From earthly toils lift up thine eye;
Behold, the Master passeth by!

3 One heard Him calling long ago,
And straightway left all things below,
Counting his earthly gain as loss
For Jesus and His blessed cross.

4 That "Follow Me" his faithful ear
Seemed every day afresh to hear;
Its echoes stirred his spirit still,
And fired his hope, and nerved his will.

5 God gently calls us every day:
Why should we then our bliss delay?
Thou, Lord, are e'en now calling me;
I will leave all, and follow Thee.

Text Information

• First Line: Behold, the Master passeth by
• Author (v. 4, 5 ): Bishop William W. How (1871)
• Author (v. 1-3): Bishop Ken (publ. 1721)
• Publication Date: 1895

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