Verse 1
O God, to whom in flesh reveal’d,
The helpless all for succour came,
The sick to be reliev’d, and heal’d,
And found salvation in thy name;
Verse 2
With publicans, and harlots I,
In these thy Spirit’s gospel days
To thee, the sinner’s friend draw nigh,
And humbly sue for pardning grace.
Verse 3
Thou seest me wretched, and distress’d,
Feeble, and faint, and blind, and poor:
Weary I come to thee for rest,
And sick of sin, implore a cure.
Verse 4
My sin’s incurable disease
Thou Jesus, thou alone canst heal,
Inspire me with thy power, and peace,
And pardon on my conscience seal.
Verse 5
A touch, a word, a look from thee
Can turn my heart, and make it clean,
Purge the foul inbred leprosy,
And save me from my bosom sin.
Verse 6
Lord, if thou wilt, I do believe,
Thou canst the saving grace impart,
Thou canst this instant now forgive,
And write my pardon on my heart.
Verse 7
My heart, which now to thee I raise,
I know thou canst this moment cleanse,
The deepest stains of sin deface,
And drive the evil spirit hence.
Verse 8
Be it according to thy word,
Accomplish now thy word in me,
And let my soul, to health restor’d,
Devote its little all to thee.