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[See with what vehement eagerness]
Great multitudes came unto Him, having, &c.
—xv. 30.
See with what vehement eagerness
What faith and hope and zeal
Distemper'd crowds to Jesus press
Who doth their bodies heal!
And shall not languid souls draw near,
To Christ for help apply,
Sentenced, unless He heal them here,
An endless death to die.
What faith and hope and zeal
Distemper'd crowds to Jesus press
Who doth their bodies heal!
And shall not languid souls draw near,
To Christ for help apply,
Sentenced, unless He heal them here,
An endless death to die.
More desperately diseased than those
Who first embraced Thy feet,
Saviour, my evils I expose,
And for Thy grace entreat;
Spiritual health I seek from Thee
With unremitting strife,
With strongest importunity
I ask eternal life.
Who first embraced Thy feet,
Saviour, my evils I expose,
And for Thy grace entreat;
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With unremitting strife,
With strongest importunity
I ask eternal life.
Feet on my helpless soul bestow
To walk in all Thy ways,
The eyes of faith my Lord to know
A tongue to sound Thy praise;
Thy Spirit's powerful skill exert,
My sicknesses remove,
And cure the evil of my heart
With balm of perfect love.
To walk in all Thy ways,
The eyes of faith my Lord to know
A tongue to sound Thy praise;
Thy Spirit's powerful skill exert,
My sicknesses remove,
And cure the evil of my heart
With balm of perfect love.
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