A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief
Barlow Bradford Publishing

A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief

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Series: Signature Sacred Series
Format: SATB Choral Score
Accompaniment: Orchestra (No piano part available)
Composer: George Coles
Arranger: Barlow Bradford
Text: James Montgomery
Performance time - ca. 5:40

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1 - Conductor Score (Full Score)

1 - Flute

1 - Percussion

1 - Harp

4 - Violin 1
4 - Violin 2
3 - Viola
2 - Violoncello
2 - Contrabass

1 - Conductor Score (Full Score)

1 - Flute
1 - Oboe
1 - Bb Clarinet 1
1 - Bb Clarinet 2
1 - Bassoon 1

1 - F Horn 1
1 - F Horn 2

1 - Percussion 1
1 - Percussion 2

1 - Harp

4 - Violin 1
4 - Violin 2
3 - Viola
2 - Violoncello
2 - Contrabass

A poor wayfaring Man of grief
Hath often crossed me on my way,
Who sued so humbly for relief
That I could never answer nay.
I had not power to ask his name,
Whereto he went, or whence he came;
Yet there was something in his eye
That won my love; I knew not why.

Once, when my scanty meal was spread,
He entered; not a word he spake,
Just perishing for want of bread.
I gave him all; he blessed it, brake,
And ate, but gave me part again.
Mine was an angel's portion then,
For while I fed with eager haste,
The crust was manna to my taste.

''Twas night; the floods were out; it blew
A winter hurricane aloof.
I heard his voice abroad and flew
To bid him welcome to my roof.
I warmed and clothed and cheered my guest
And laid him on my couch to rest;
Then made the earth my bed, and seemed
In Eden's garden while I dreamed.

Then in a moment to my view
The stranger started from disguise.
The tokens in his hands I knew;
The Savior stood before mine eyes.
He spake, and my poor name he named,
"Of me thou hast not been ashamed.
These deeds shall thy memorial be;
Fear not, thou didst them unto me."

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