Saviour, Thy balmy grace impart

Verse 1
Saviour, thy balmy grace impart,
Physician of the sinsick heart,
Thou only canst its plague remove,
And heal me by thy precious love:
A sinner at the point to die,
I live, if Thou thy blood apply,
To perfect sanity restor’d,
And one with my Almighty Lord.

Verse 2
That health of soul I gasp to know,
Which only Jesus can bestow,
Jesus, thy sovereign skill display,
And take this seed of sin away,
Th’ original infirmity,
O were it now expel’d by Thee
Who didst my every pain indure
And die thyself, t’ effect my cure.

Verse 3
The world with feeble saints agree
In vain to urge, “It cannot be!
“Sin must remain, howe’er expel’d,
“And heal’d; ye never will be heal’d!”
I trust my kind Physician’s skill,
And sav’d, according to thy will,
Shall live a saint, in love compleat,
Shall die a sinner at thy feet.

Hymnal/Album: Originally titled: “‘Save me, and I shall be saved.’—Jer. 17:14. II.” This hymn appears in the 1783 manuscript “MS Scriptural Hymns.” This manuscript is part of the collection of the Methodist Archive and Research Centre in The John Rylands Library, The University of Manchester (accession number MA 1977/576, Charles Wesley Notebooks Box 3). Accessed through the website of The Center for Studies in the Wesleyan Tradition, Duke Divinity School. Published in The Poetical Works of John and Charles Wesley, Collected and Arranged by G. Osborn, Vol. 10 (London: Wesleyan-Methodist Conference Office, 1870), page 29.
Publishing: Public Domain