1. Jesus, 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,
Overwhelmed with helpless grief,
Prostrate at Thy feet repining,
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 sufferedst thus for me.
5. With Thy righteousness and Spirit,
I am more than angels blest;
Heir with Thee, all things inherit,
Peace, and joy, and endless rest.
6. Saved! The deed shall spread new glory
Through the shining realms above;
Angels sing the pleasing story,
All enraptured with Thy love.
|First Line:||Jesus, full of all compassion|
|Title:||Jesus, Full of All Compassion|
|Source:||Baptist Collection by Ash and Evans (Bristol, England: 1769)|
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|The Cyber Hymnal #3263||Jesus, Full of All Compassion||Jesus, Jesus, full of all compassion||BARTIMAEUS||Daniel Turner||87.87||<cite>Baptist Collection</cite> by Ash and Evans (Bristol, England: 1769)|