Hymns and Spiritual Songs for the use of Christians ‎#32

32. A Sick Soul

1 Physician of my sin-sick soul
To thee I bring my case;
My raging malady controul,
And heal me by thy grace.

2 Pity the anguish I endure,
See how I mourn and pine;
For never can I hope a cure
From any hand but thine.

3 I would disclose my whole complaint,
But where shall I begin?
No words of mine can fully paint
That worst distemper, sin.

4 It lies not in a single part,
But thro' my frame is spread
A burning fever in my heart.
A palsy in my head.

5 It makes me deaf, and dumb, and blind,
And impotent and lame,
And overclouds and fills my mind,
With folly, fear and shame.

6 A thousand evil thoughts intrude,
Tumultuous in my breast;
Which indispose me for my food,
And rob me of my rest.

7 Lord I am sick, regard my cry,
And set my spirit free;
Say, canst thou let a sinner die,
Who longs to live to thee?

Text Information

• First Line: Physician of my sin-sick soul
• Title: A Sick Soul
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1803
• Notes: Public Domain.

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