Hymnal: The Christian Hymn Book
Date: 1865
Compiler: Alexander Campbell
Publisher/Printer: Central Book Concern
First Line: A weak and weary dove with drooping wing
Topic: The New Life/Relapse and Recovery
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: 10s
Tune:
Hymn Number: 950
Page Number: 565, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsA weak and weary dove with drooping wing,
And tir'd of wand'ring o'er this wat'ry waste,
Jesus, my ark! once more a worthless thing
To thee I fly, thy pard'ning love to taste.
For since I left thy sweet, secure retreat,
In search of pleasures fair, though false and vain,
My peace--my joy have flown; no rest my feet
Have found; and now I turn to thee again!
I've sought for rest in friendship's hallow'd shrine,
But loved ones change, and earth's endearments end;
No love is true and lasting, Lord, but thine;
Henceforth, Incarnate Love, be thou my friend.
I've sought to find a place to rest my feet
In fame's alluring temple, bright and gay;
In health, and competence, and pleasures sweet,
But short and transient as the passing day.
Yet all in vain; o'er this dreary waste
Of sin and sorrow, toil and care, and pain,
No spot I've found my weary feet to rest;
And now, sweet ark, I fly to thee again.