A Hymn For Anointing
Worship
Partners In Healing
The Ministry Of Anointing
To the tune Hyfrydol ("Come Thou Long-Expected Jesus")
(Note: Although the third stanza was written for the Advent season, the hymn can be used in all seasons, with or without the final verse.)
Come, God's people, be anointed,
Claim God's healing balm at last.
Set aside your pride and passion,
Christ has fully paid the cost.
All that's fleeting, all that's passing,
Has its day, then fading,
But your healing is forever,
Lasting past the final day.
Come, God's people, claim God's pleasure,
Joys await to those who heed.
Nothing for the self-sufficient,
Everything to those in need.
Come now forward, as if limping,
Gladly lean so burdens bear,
Small and great, all harms are healing,
If we have a tear to share.
Go, God's people, forth with treasure,
Not with gold or silver weighed.
With the lamp to light dark places,
With the truth that cannot be swayed.
From the manger comes the healer,
Who upon the cross in scorn
Bore our wounds and brought salvation,
Born to us on Christmas morn.
(Note: Although the third stanza was written for the Advent season, the hymn can be used in all seasons, with or without the final verse.)
Come, God's people, be anointed,
Claim God's healing balm at last.
Set aside your pride and passion,
Christ has fully paid the cost.
All that's fleeting, all that's passing,
Has its day, then fading,
But your healing is forever,
Lasting past the final day.
Come, God's people, claim God's pleasure,
Joys await to those who heed.
Nothing for the self-sufficient,
Everything to those in need.
Come now forward, as if limping,
Gladly lean so burdens bear,
Small and great, all harms are healing,
If we have a tear to share.
Go, God's people, forth with treasure,
Not with gold or silver weighed.
With the lamp to light dark places,
With the truth that cannot be swayed.
From the manger comes the healer,
Who upon the cross in scorn
Bore our wounds and brought salvation,
Born to us on Christmas morn.
