~Art Thou Weary, Art Thou Languid?
hymn was written by John Mason Neale.
1840 Neale became a minister of the Church of England. He was a man of
mystical temperament, and his practices were so close to Roman
Catholicism that he aroused much popular prejudice. At one time he was
attacked by a mob as he was attending the funeral of one of the sisters
of St. Margaret.
Neale was particularly fond of the songs of the old monks written in
Greek and Latin, and he did more than any one else to make them known to
the present world.
hymn, Art thou weary, art thou languid, is a translation from the
Greek of St. Stephen the Sabaite, who was a monk who lived near
Bethlehem, overlooking the Dead Sea. The monk, who was born in 725 A.D.,
was placed in that solitary monastery at the age of ten years by his
uncle, and left there for fifty years. He died in 794. Here is the
beautiful hymn that he wrote:
thou weary, art thou languid,
thou sore distressed?
to me, saith One, and, coming,
Art Thou Weary, Art Thou Languid
Art thou weary, art thou languid,
thou sore distrest?
to Me,” saith One, “and coming
Hath He marks to lead me to Him,
He be my Guide?
His Feet and Hands are Wound-prints,
Hath He diadem as Monarch
His Brow adorns?
a Crown, in very surety,
If I find Him, if I follow,
His guerdon here?
a sorrow, many a labour,
If I still hold closely to Him,
hath He at last?
vanquish’d, labour ended,
If I ask Him to receive me,
He say me nay?
till earth, and not till Heav’n
Finding, following, keeping, struggling,
He sure to bless?
Martyrs, Prophets, Virgins,