This Same Jesus (Havergal)

This same Je­sus! Oh! how sweet­ly

Fall those words up­on the ear

Like a swell of far off mu­sic

In a night watch still and drear.

This same Je­sus! this same Je­sus!

Bless the Mas­ter’s change­less name;

Yesterday

to­day

for­ev­er

Jesus Christ is still the same.

He who healed the hope­less lep­er

He who dried the wi­dow’s tear;

He who changed to health and glad­ness

Helpless suf­fer­ing

trem­bling fear;

He who wan­dered

poor and home­less

By the stor­my Ga­li­lee;

He who on the night-robed mount­ain

Bent in pray­er the wear­ied knee;

He who spoke as none had spok­en

Angel wis­dom far ab­ove

All-forgiving

ne’er up­braid­ing

Full of ten­der­ness and love.

He who gent­ly called the wea­ry

Come

and I will give you rest!

He who loved the lit­tle child­ren

Took them in His arms and blest;

He

the lone­ly Man of Sor­rows

’Neath our sin-curse bend­ing low;

By His faith­less friends for­sak­en

In the dark­est hours of woe;

This same Je­sus! When the vi­sion

Of that last and aw­ful day

Bursts upon the pros­trate spir­it

Like a mid­night light­ning ray.

When

else dim­ly ap­pre­hend­ed

All its ter­rors seem re­vealed

Trumpet-knell and fiery heav­ens

And the books of doom un­sealed;

Then

we lift our hearts ad­or­ing

This same Je­sus

loved and known

Him

our own most gra­cious Sav­ior

Seated on the great white throne;

He Him­self

and not ano­ther

He for whom your heart-love yearned

Through long years of twi­light wait­ing

To His ran­somed ones re­turned!

For this word

O Lord

we bless Thee

Bless our Mas­ter’s change­less name;

Yesterday

to­day

for ev­er

Jesus Christ is still the same.