By:
T.W.P. Wolston, Editor
GIVE us sweet memories, O God,
Of Thy beloved Son,
In whom Thou ever didst delight,
Thy Christ, Thy Holy One!
Mem’ries of Him who came in grace,
Thy counsels to fulfill;
Whose meat and drink it ever was
To do His Father’s will.
Sweet memories of Jesus Christ,
Who “went ‘bout doing good;”
Healing the sick, the halt, the maimed,
Giving the hungry food.
Mem’ries of His most gracious ways
To all who sought Him here;
Ever to sorrow, grief, and pain
Lending a willing ear.
How He the broken-hearted healed,
The captive sad released;
God’s lowly, well-beloved Son,
In whom He was well pleased.
Mem’ries of that most bitter hour,
When He our Surety stood,
Dying, the just for the unjust,
To bring us back to God.
No more “the Man of Sorrows” He,
Now He’s the Man of Joy;
Thou hast exalted Him, O God,
To Thy right hand on high.
M. S. S.