Hymns and Tunes 1886 353
Jesus, Lord of glory, died
227, 564
1Jesus, Lord of glory, died
That we might never die;
And now sits everyone, to guide
His people to the sky.
2Weak though we are, he still is near,
To lead, console, defend;
In all our sorrow, all our fear,
Our all-sufficient Friend.
3From his high throne of grace he deigns
Our every prayer to heed;
Bears with our folly, soothes our pains,
Supplies our every need.
- Meter
- 227, 564
- Scripture
- Romans 8:34; Hebrews 4:16
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The verse
- Meter
- 7.6.8.6 · the hymnal prints 227, 564
- Foot
- iambic (da-DUM) · 39% of beats fit
- Rhyme
- ABAB
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Verse 1
Jesus, Lord of glory, died/˘/˘/˘/7A
That we might never die;˘˘˘/˘/6B
And now sits everyone, to guide˘///˘/˘/8A
His people to the sky.˘/˘˘˘/6B
Verse 2
Weak though we are, he still is near,//˘˘˘/˘/8A
To lead, console, defend;˘//˘˘/6B
In all our sorrow, all our fear,˘//˘/˘//˘/10A
Our all-sufficient Friend./˘????/7B
Verse 3
From his high throne of grace he deigns˘˘//˘/˘/8A
Our every prayer to heed;/˘/˘˘/˘/8B
Bears with our folly, soothes our pains,/˘/˘/˘//˘/10A
Supplies our every need.˘//˘/˘˘/8B
Counted by machine from the CMU Pronouncing Dictionary. It cannot hear emphasis or a poet’s licence, so treat it as a place to start reading, not the last word.