1 O God, to whom in flesh reveal'd
The helpless all for succour came;
The sick to be reliev'd and heal'd,
And found salvation in thy name.
2 With publicans and harlots I,
In these thy Spirit's gospel days,
To thee, the sinner's friend, draw nigh,
And humbly sue for saving grace.
3 Thou seest me helpless and distressed,
Feeble, and faint, and blind, and poor;
Weary I come to thee for rest,
And sick of sin implore a cure.
4 My sin's incurable disease,
Thou, Jesus, thou alone canst heal;
Inspire me with thy power and peace,
And pardon on my conscience seal.
5 A touch, a word, a look from thee,
Can turn my heart and make it clean;
Purge the foul inbred leprosy,
And save me from my bosom-sin.
6 Lord, if thou wilt, I do believe,
Thou canst the saving grace impart;
Thou canst this instant now forgive,
And stamp thine image on my heart.
7 My heart, which now to thee I raise,
I know thou canst this moment cleanse;
The deepest stains of sin efface,
And drive the evil spirit hence.
8 Be it according to thy word!
Accomplish now thy work in me;
And let my soul, to health restor'd,
Devote its little all to thee!
Source: Hymns, Selected and Original: for public and private worship (1st ed.) #308
O God, to Whom in flesh reveal. C. Wesley. [Jesus Unchanging.] Published in Hymns & Sacred Poems, 1749. From it is taken "Jesus, a word, a look from Thee "( Poetical Works, iv. p. 372).
--John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology, Appendix, Part II (1907)