Difference between revisions of "Truth Reflects upon Our Senses"
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==Lyrics from [[A Collection of Sacred Hymns for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in Europe, 1840]]== | ==Lyrics from [[A Collection of Sacred Hymns for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in Europe, 1840]]== | ||
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Latest revision as of 23:40, 14 April 2023
Tunes
- Railway to Heaven, by Charles Davis Tillman (1861–1943)
Lyrics
- Poet: Eliza R. Snow (1804–1887)
- Copyright: Public Domain
Lyrics from A Collection of Sacred Hymns for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in Europe, 1840
Hymn 255 8 7 8 7 1. Truth reflects upon our senses, Gospel light reveals to some: If there still should be offences, Wo to them by whom they come. 2. Judge not, that you be not judged, Was the counsel Jesus gave; Measure given, large or grudged, Just the same you must receive. 3. Jesus says, be meek and holy, For 'tis high to be a judge; If I would be pure and holy, I must love without a grudge. 4. It requires a constant labour All his precepts to obey; If I truly love my neighbour, I am in the narrow way. 5. Once I said unto another, In thine eye there is a mote; If thou art a friendly brother, Hold, and let me pull it out. 6. But I could not see it fairly, For my sight was very dim; When I came to search more clearly, In mine eye there was a beam. 7. If I love my brother dearer, And his mote I would erase, Then the light should shine the clearer, For the eye's a tender place. 8. Others I have oft reproved For an object like a mote; Now I wish this beam removed, O that tears would wash it out. 9. Charity and love is healing, This will give the clearest sight; When I saw my brother's failing, I was not exactly right. 10. Now I'll take no farther trouble, Jesus' love is all my theme; Little motes are but a bubble, When I think upon the beam.
