Jesus wept! those tears
are over,
But His heart is still
the same;
Kinsman, Friend, and
elder Brother,
Is His everlasting Name.
Savior, who can love
like Thee,
Gracious One of Bethany?
When the pangs of trial
seize us,
When the waves of sorrow
roll,
I will lay my head on
Jesus,
Refuge of the troubled
soul.
Surely, none can feel
like Thee,
Weeping One of Bethany!
Jesus wept! and still
in glory,
He can mark each
mourner’s tear;
Loving to retrace the
story
Of the hearts He solaced
here.
Lord, when I am called
to die,
Let me think of Bethany.
Jesus wept! that tear
of sorrow
Is a legacy of love;
Yesterday, today,
tomorrow,
He the same doth ever
prove,
Thou art all in all to
me,
Loving One of Bethany!
Who is this in silence
bending
O’er a dark sepulchral
cave?
Sympathetic sorrow
blending
With the tears around
that grave?
Christ the Lord is
standing by,
At the tomb of Bethany.
In
addition, MacDuff’s
original last line read “Living
One of Bethany!"
