1 See, gracious Lord, with pitying Eyes,
Beneath thy hand a Sufferer lies,
Thy Mercy, not thine Anger proves;
And sick he is whom Jesus Loves.
2 His to thine own Afflictions join,
Accept, exalt, and count them thine;
Thy Passion which remains fulfill,
And suffer in thy Members still.
3 His Sickness feel, endure his Pain,
His Burden bear, his Cross sustain;
Grieve in his Griefs, and sigh his Sighs,
And breathe his Wishes to the Skies.
4 Enter his Heart, possess him whole,
Inspire and actuate his Soul;
Himself no longer let it be
That suffers, or that lives but thee.
5 Thyself through Suff'rings Perfect made,
Conform him thus to thee his Head;
Refine, and raise his Virtue high'r,
When tri'd and purified by Fire.
6 So when his Eyes behold thee near,
And thou his hidden Life appear;
Bright in thy Likeness shall he shine,
And glorious All, and all Divine.
Source: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns: collected from various authors, designed for the worship of God, and for the edification of Christians (1st Ed.) #CCLIII