← So fades the lovely, blooming flower Hymns and Tunes (1888) · No. 922

So fades the lovely, blooming flower

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So fades the lovely, blooming flower.Frail, smiling solace of an hour;So soon our transient comforts fly,And pleasure only blooms to die.

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Is there no kind, no healing art,To soothe the anguish of the heart?Divine Redeemer, be thou nigh;Thy comforts were not made to die.

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Let gentle Patience smile on pain,Till dying Hope revives again;She wipes the tear from Sorrow's eye,And Faith points upward to the sky.