God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believes in Him may not perish, but have life eternal.
John 3:16
Words: Helen Hunt Jackson. First published in the short story The Elder’s Wife, in Scribner’s Magazine, under the pseudonym Saxe Holm. The first book edition was in Saxe Holm’s Stories (New York: Charles Scribner’s Sons, 1873), page 161.
Music: Alpharetta A. H. Howard, in The Church Hymnary, edited by Edwin A. Bedell (New York: Charles E. Merrill, 1893), page 457 (🔊 pdf nwc).
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If you know Howard’s full name, or where to get a good photo of him (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
Like a cradle rocking, rocking,
Silent, peaceful, to and fro,
Like a mother’s sweet looks dropping
On the little face below,
Hangs the green earth, swinging, turning,
Jarless, noiseless, safe and slow;
Falls the light of God’s face bending
Down and watching us below.
And as feeble babes that suffer,
Toss and cry, and will not rest,
Are the ones the tender mother
Holds the closest, loves the best,
So when we are weak and wretched,
By our sins weighed down, distressed,
Then it is that God’s great patience
Holds us closest, loves us best.
O great Heart of God! whose loving
Cannot hindered be nor crossed;
Will not weary, will not even
In our death itself be lost—
Love divine! of such great loving,
Only mothers know the cost—
Cost of love, which all love passing,
Gave a Son to save the lost.