Hear, O Brothers, Hear!

1 Hear, O brothers, hear! you never have conceived
How happy you would be, yes, how happy you would be,
If from ev’ry sinful tho’t and word and deed,
The blessed Savior’s love had set you free;
Turn you, turn you to his holy word again.
Tenderly, how tenderly he’s calling, while you roam;
Give, oh, give yourself and all you have, to him;
“Weary ones, and heavy laden, come,”

Refrain:
For oh, this word is true! you never have conceived
How happy you would be, yes, how happy you would be,
If you only now would on the Lord believe,
And let his word of power make you free.

2 Hear, O brothers, hear! you know you’ve never found
A pleasure that is pure, not a pleasure that is pure,
Only when you’ve held the promise of the Lord,
The promise of his word, so strong and sure,
Try, then, try to love him, Prophet, Priest and King.
Tenderly, how tenderly he’s calling, while you roam;
Give, oh, give yourself and all you have, to him;
“Weary ones, and heavy laden, come,” [Refrain]

3 Hear, O brothers, hear! no longer, then, delay;
The moments quickly fly; yes, the moments quickly fly;
If you do not own and love him here below,
You know he cannot own you, by and by;
Still the heav’nly voice is sounding once again
Tenderly, how tenderly he’s calling, while you roam;
Give, oh, give yourself and all you have, to him;
“Weary ones, and heavy laden, come,” [Refrain]

Source: Triumphant Songs No.1 #29

• MIDI file from Triumphant Songs No.1 #29