1 The leper in his painful case
Trusts to the Saviour's pow'r and grace;
He soon was made to feel, and know
What Jesus by his word could do.
2 The pain and anguish he did feel,
Which none on all the earth could heal;
Was soon remov'd, and done away:
Soon as to Jesus he did pray.
3 When my whole state of mind I view,
I find I am a Leper too;
A Leper of the vilest kind,
And no relief or cure I find.
4 I am defil'd in ev'ry part,
And pain and anguish fills my heart:
My very soul is fill'd with sin
And I must cry, unclean, unclean.
5 But as my Saviour passes by,
Then like the Leper I will cry:
Lord! thou can'st cure me if thou wilt!
O! cleanse my soul from sin and guilt.
6 My great Phycision Christ shall be
To cleanse my soul, and set me free,
And I shall know his love and pow'r,
And praise and thank him ever more.
|First Line:||The leper in his painful case|
|Topic:||Third Sunday after Epiphany|