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CLXXXV. THE PHYSICIAN'S HYMN.
Physician, Friend of human kind,
Whose pitying love is pleased to find
A cure for every ill;
By Thee raised up, by Thee bestow'd
To do my fellow-creatures good,
I come to serve Thy will.
Whose pitying love is pleased to find
A cure for every ill;
By Thee raised up, by Thee bestow'd
To do my fellow-creatures good,
I come to serve Thy will.
I come, not like the sordid herd,
Who mad for honour, or reward,
Abuse the healing art:
Nor thirst of praise, nor lust of gain,
But kind concern at human pain,
And love constrains my heart.
Who mad for honour, or reward,
Abuse the healing art:
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But kind concern at human pain,
And love constrains my heart.
On Thee I fix my single eye,
Thee only seek to glorify,
And make Thy goodness known,
Resolved if Thou my labours bless,
To give Thee back my whole success,
To praise my God alone.
Thee only seek to glorify,
And make Thy goodness known,
Resolved if Thou my labours bless,
To give Thee back my whole success,
To praise my God alone.
The friendly properties that flow,
Through nature's various works, I know
The Fountain whence they came;
And every plant, and every flower
Medicinal derives its power
From Jesu's balmy name.
Through nature's various works, I know
The Fountain whence they came;
And every plant, and every flower
Medicinal derives its power
From Jesu's balmy name.
Confiding in that name alone,
Jesus, I in Thy work go on,
To tend Thy sick and poor,
Dispenser of Thy medicines I;
But Thou the blessing must supply,
But Thou must give the cure.
Jesus, I in Thy work go on,
To tend Thy sick and poor,
Dispenser of Thy medicines I;
But Thou the blessing must supply,
But Thou must give the cure.
For this I humbly wait on Thee;
The servant of Thy servants see
Devoted to Thy will,
Determined in Thy steps to go,
And help the sickly sons of woe,
Who groan Thy help to feel.
The servant of Thy servants see
Devoted to Thy will,
Determined in Thy steps to go,
And help the sickly sons of woe,
Who groan Thy help to feel.
Afflicted by Thy gracious hand,
They now may justly all demand
My instrumental care;
Thy patients, Lord, shall still be mine;
And to my weak attempts I join
My strong effectual prayer.
They now may justly all demand
My instrumental care;
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And to my weak attempts I join
My strong effectual prayer.
O while Thou giv'st their bodies ease,
Convince them of their worst disease,
The sickness of the mind,
And let them groan by sin oppress'd,
Till coming unto Thee for rest,
Rest to their souls they find.
Convince them of their worst disease,
The sickness of the mind,
And let them groan by sin oppress'd,
Till coming unto Thee for rest,
Rest to their souls they find.
With these, and every sin-sick soul,
I come myself to be made whole,
And wait the sovereign word;
Thou canst, I know, Thou dost forgive:
But let me without sinning live,
To perfect love restored.
I come myself to be made whole,
And wait the sovereign word;
Thou canst, I know, Thou dost forgive:
But let me without sinning live,
To perfect love restored.
Myself, alas, I cannot heal,
But Thou shalt every seed expel
Of sin out of my heart,
Thine utmost saving health display,
And purge my inbred plague away,
And make me as Thou art.
But Thou shalt every seed expel
Of sin out of my heart,
Thine utmost saving health display,
And purge my inbred plague away,
And make me as Thou art.
Till then in Thy blest hands I am,
And still in faith the grace I claim
To all believers given:
Perfect the cure in me begun,
And when my work on earth is done,
Receive me up to heaven.
And still in faith the grace I claim
To all believers given:
Perfect the cure in me begun,
And when my work on earth is done,
Receive me up to heaven.
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