The hymn “Where Cross the Crowded Ways of Life” (music by Ludwig von Beethoven lyrics by Frank Mason North, pictured above) meant so much to him that he used it for the title of one of his three books.
In haunts of wretchedness and need, On shadowed thresholds dark with fears, From paths where hide the lures of greed, We catch the vision of Your tears. Above the noise of selfish strife, We hear your voice, O Son of man. – Ernest Campbell (Click HERE for Ernest Campbell’s obituary.) Where cross the crowded ways of life, Where sound the cries of race and clan. And give them to know, O God, that in Thy sight, if not in ours, the least of the earth are very big indeed. In following our several callings, make us aware of what we owe to unnamed thousands whose work is indispensable to our well-being. Those who set tables, bus dishes, and work in our many kitchens. Includes words and scores for public domain hymns. Large range of public domain old traditional hymns and modern songs. Bartholomew) - Quality music for congregational singing, prepared by church musicians.
WHERE CROSS THE CROWDED WAYS OF LIFE LYRICS WINDOWS
Those who clean our windows and mend our masonry and keep our flagpoles in repair Where cross the crowded ways of life, (St. Those who fire boilers and provide maintenance in the heat and noise of basements that we seldom visit
Those who stock the shelves and work the back rooms of our stores Previous Go Out In The Highway The Dear Master Sa Hymn Lyrics. Those who work our switchboards and see that messages get through Where Cross The Crowded Ways Of Life Hymn Lyrics. Those who clean our halls and offices through the night Those who rise early to bring fresh food and produce from the marketplace Today it applies to all the first responders who labor to care for the people of Moore.īless with Thy power and presence, gracious God, those who do the menial chores and thankless tasks behind our city’s bright façade: Ernest (“Ernie”) Campbell for the workers most of us take for granted daily in good times. Stunned silence.īut an old prayer for Passion Sunday from the Riverside Church in New York City came to mind. Social reformers Frank Mason North in foreground, Walter Rauschenbusch behind.There are no original words today.