Scripture Verse

Ye shall be My sons and daughters, saith the Lord Almighty. 2 Corinthians 6:18


H. A. César Malan (1787–1864)

Words: H. A. Cé­sar Ma­lan, Chants de Si­on 1832, num­ber 164 (Au­près d’un Nou­veau-Né, Comme une Tendre Mère). Trans­lat­ed from French to Eng­lish by Jane E. Ar­nold, Lyra Ev­an­ge­li­ca (Lon­don: John F. Shaw, 1866), pag­es 91–92.

Music: Long­wood (Barn­by) Jo­seph Barn­by, 1872 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pic­ture of Ar­nold (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

Mother and Child
Emil Österman, 1910


See, where a ten­der mo­ther fond­ly bends,
With sweet af­fec­tion o’er her first-born child!
And even thus our Fa­ther’s care ex­tends
O’er all on whom His sav­ing grace hath smiled.

Can He with­draw that ev­er­last­ing love,
Which on His own re­deem­èd ones hath shone?
Or can that free, ex­haust­less grace re­move
From those whom He hath chos­en in His Son?

Shall the be­lovèd child His grace hath sealed,
Like a sad or­phan dwell on earth for­lorn?
Or would the way of life have been re­vealed,
And then a Fa­ther’s guid­ing hand with­drawn?

O child of God! con­fide in sim­ple faith
In Him who watch­es o’er thee from the skies;
Sweetly re­pose on all thy Sav­ior saith,
And still to Him lift up thy long­ing eyes.

Gracious Re­deem­er! teach my wait­ing heart
To trust in Thee, when anx­ious cares as­sail;
Thy voice of love can bid all grief de­part,
My hea­ven­ly Shep­herd’s care can ne­ver fail.

Dedicated to Samantha Grace, Christ­mas 2016