Hymnal: Laudes Domini #382 (1884) First Line: Thou to whom the sick and dying Lyrics: 1 Thou to whom the sick and dying
Ever came, nor came in vain,
Still with healing word replying
To the weary cry of pain;
Hear us, Jesus, as we meet,
Suppliants at thy mercy-seat.
2 Every care and every sorrow,
Be it great, or be it small;
Yesterday, to-day, to-morrow,
When, where'er, it may befall;
Lay we humbly at thy feet,
Supplicants round thy mercy-seat.
3 Still the weary, sick, and dying
Need a brother's, sister's care;
On thy higher help relying,
May we now their burden share:
Bringing all our offerings meet,
Suppliants at thy mercy-seat.
4 May each child of thine be willing,
Willing both in hand and heart,
Every law of love fulfilling,
Every comfort to impart;
Ever bringing offerings meet,
Supplicants at thy mercy-seat.
5 Then shall sickness, sin, and sadness
To thy healing power yield;
Till the sick and sad in gladness,
Rescued, ransomed, cleansèd, healed,
Shall the saints together meet,
Pardoned at thy judgment seat! Languages: English
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