280. Jesus, full of all compassion

1 Jesus, full of all compassion,
Hear thy humble suppliant’s cry;
Let me know thy great salvation;
See! I languish, faint, and die.

2 Guilty, but with heart relenting,
Overwhelm'd with helpless grief,
Prostrate at thy feet repenting,
Send, O send me quick relief!

3 Whither should a wretch be flying,
But to him who comfort gives?
Whither, from the dread of dying,
But to him who ever lives?

4 While I view thee, wounded, grieving,
Breathless, on the cursèd tree,
Fain I’d feel my heart believing
That Thou suffer'dst thus for me.

5 Without thee, the world possessing,
I should be a wretch undone;
Search through heaven,--the land of blessing,
Seeking good, and finding none.

6 Hear, then, blessed Saviour, hear me!
My soul cleaveth to the dust;
Send the Comforter to cheer me;
Lo! in thee I put my trust.

7 Sav'd--the deed shall spread new glory
Through the shining realms above!
Angels sing the pleasing story,
All enraptur'd with thy love!

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First Line: Jesus, full of all compassion
Publication Date: 1832
Meter: P. M.
Scripture: Mark 10:47
Topic: Jesus, thou Son of David, have mercy on me; Supplication for the divine mercy
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