The phrase "The cold" resonates through 8 hymns, touching hearts across generations.
The cold
...And laid it in the tomb.
The cold grave could not hold Him,
The cold grave could not hold Him,...
And laid it in the tomb.
The cold grave could not hold Him,
The cold grave could not hold Him,
...Are you roaming, longer roaming,
In the cold, dark night of doubt and sin?
No, I’m coming, quickly coming!...
Are you roaming, longer roaming,
In the cold, dark night of doubt and sin?
No, I’m coming, quickly coming!
...Thro’ the bleak and dreary street,
Where the cold winds keenly blow,
See, a child with bare, chilled feet,...
Thro’ the bleak and dreary street,
Where the cold winds keenly blow,
See, a child with bare, chilled feet,
...And with Him we hold communion.
Tho’ our feet must stand on the cold, cold brink
Of the Jordan’s stormy river,...
And with Him we hold communion.
Tho’ our feet must stand on the cold, cold brink
Of the Jordan’s stormy river,
...Thro’ the bleak and dreary street,
Where the cold winds keenly blow,
See, a child with bare, chilled feet,...
Thro’ the bleak and dreary street,
Where the cold winds keenly blow,
See, a child with bare, chilled feet,
...When my body’s slumbering
In the cold, cold clay,
I’ll live on, yes, I’ll live on;...
When my body’s slumbering
In the cold, cold clay,
I’ll live on, yes, I’ll live on;
...In a lonely churchyard, many miles away,
Lies your dear old mother, ’neath the cold, cold clay;
Mem’ries oft returning of her tears and sighs,...
In a lonely churchyard, many miles away,
Lies your dear old mother, ’neath the cold, cold clay;
Mem’ries oft returning of her tears and sighs,
...Some day we shall garner the deeds we have done;
Then heed not the storm nor the cold winds that blow;
Toil on till the harvest—we reap what we sow....
Some day we shall garner the deeds we have done;
Then heed not the storm nor the cold winds that blow;
Toil on till the harvest—we reap what we sow.
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