1 Heal us, Emmanuel, here we stand,
Waiting to feel thy touch;
To wounded souls stretch forth thy hand,
Blest Saviour, we are such.
2 Our faith is weak, our strength is small,
We faintly trust thy word;
Sure thou wilt hear the mourner call
And say," behold thy Lord."
3 Thou pity'dst him who once apply'd
With trembling for relief;
"Lord, I believe," with tears he cry'd,
"O help my unbelief."
4 She too, who touch'd thee in the press,
And healing virtue stole,
Was answered, "Daughter, go in peace,
Thy faith hath made thee whole."
5 Like her, with hopes and fears we come,
To touch thee if we may;
Oh! send us not despairing home,
Send none unheal'd away.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | Heal us, Emmanuel, here we stand |
| Title: | Healing mercy in Jesus |
| Meter: | C. M. |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1799 |
| Topic: | Christ: Healing mercy in |
| Notes: | Public Domain. |