God's People Sing

A beautiful hymn written over 518 years ago. Just as relevant now as then. Faith is passed down from generation to generation. Occasionally reformed, but it should never be reinvented.

Jesus, Refuge of the Weary

Jesus, refuge of the weary,

Blest redeemer, whom we love,

Fountain in life’s desert dreary,

Savior from the world above:

Often have your eyes, offended,

Gazed upon the sinner’s fall;

Yet upon the cross extended,

You have borne the pain of all.

Do we pass that cross unheeding,

Breathing no repentant vow,

Though we see you wounded, bleeding,

See your thorn encircled brow?

Yet your sinless death has brought us 

Life eternal, peace, and rest;

Only what your grace has taught us

Calms the sinner’s deep distress.

Jesus, may our hearts be burning

With more fervent love for you;

May our eyes be ever turning 

To behold your cross anew

Till in glory, parted never

From the blessed Savior’s side,

Graven in our hearts forever,

Dwell the cross, the Crucified.

By: Girolamo Savonarola (1452-1498)

A Musical Interlude