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[FOR A SICK FRIEND]
LXVI. THE SAME. FOR A SICK FRIEND.
Hymn 6.
See, Lord, with pity see
The object of Thy love,
And help his soul's infirmity,
And all his griefs remove,
Support the tottering clay
That weighs his spirit down,
And lead him through this thorny way
To that eternal crown.
The object of Thy love,
And help his soul's infirmity,
And all his griefs remove,
Support the tottering clay
That weighs his spirit down,
And lead him through this thorny way
To that eternal crown.
Yet now in life detain
His soul for Sion's sake,
In mercy lift him up again,
And to his friends give back:
In answer to our cry,
Thy chosen servant raise,
And send him forth to testify
The gospel of Thy grace.
His soul for Sion's sake,
In mercy lift him up again,
And to his friends give back:
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Thy chosen servant raise,
And send him forth to testify
The gospel of Thy grace.
Regard Thy faithful ones,
Who all his burden bear,
And hear in us the earnest groans,
The Spirit's silent prayer;
The prayer that oft hath stay'd
The saints in their remove,
And in the vale their souls delay'd,
To' enhance their joy above.
Who all his burden bear,
And hear in us the earnest groans,
The Spirit's silent prayer;
The prayer that oft hath stay'd
The saints in their remove,
And in the vale their souls delay'd,
To' enhance their joy above.
According to Thy will
If now Thy Spirit prays,
The prayer of faith the sick shall heal,
And lengthen out his days:
Thou know'st the Spirit's mind
To us, O Lord, unknown;
But lo! we wait on Thee, resign'd,
Till all Thy will be done.
If now Thy Spirit prays,
The prayer of faith the sick shall heal,
And lengthen out his days:
Thou know'st the Spirit's mind
To us, O Lord, unknown;
But lo! we wait on Thee, resign'd,
Till all Thy will be done.
LXVII. ANOTHER.
Hymn 7.
[See, Lord, the object of Thy love]
See, Lord, the object of Thy love,
And O come quickly from above,
The blessing to impart,
Him to Thyself by faith unite,
And in large bloody letters write
Forgiveness on his heart.
And O come quickly from above,
The blessing to impart,
Him to Thyself by faith unite,
And in large bloody letters write
Forgiveness on his heart.
Feeble, and languishing in pain,
He only longs Thy love to gain,
That medicine of the soul:
Jesus, Thy pardoning love reveal,
And give him now the balm to feel,
Which made our spirits whole.
He only longs Thy love to gain,
That medicine of the soul:
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And give him now the balm to feel,
Which made our spirits whole.
Lo! in the arms of faith and prayer
To Thee his sin-sick soul we bear,
And place beneath Thine eye;
Pronounce the comfortable word,
And speak him now to health restored,
And freely justify.
To Thee his sin-sick soul we bear,
And place beneath Thine eye;
Pronounce the comfortable word,
And speak him now to health restored,
And freely justify.
Thou Son of Man, with equal ease
The body's and the soul's disease
Canst in a moment heal,
Canst from his bed of sickness raise,
And by Thine instantaneous grace
His present pardon seal.
The body's and the soul's disease
Canst in a moment heal,
Canst from his bed of sickness raise,
And by Thine instantaneous grace
His present pardon seal.
But that the faithless world may know
Thou canst forgive our sins below,
Before we reach the skies,
The double miracle repeat,
Absolve the sinner at Thy feet,
And bid his body rise.
Thou canst forgive our sins below,
Before we reach the skies,
The double miracle repeat,
Absolve the sinner at Thy feet,
And bid his body rise.
Body, and soul at once restore,
And bid him testify the power
That shows his sins forgiven;
Bid him by faith take up the bed,
On which Thy sacred limbs were laid,
And bear his cross to heaven.
And bid him testify the power
That shows his sins forgiven;
Bid him by faith take up the bed,
On which Thy sacred limbs were laid,
And bear his cross to heaven.
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