Christ's Compassion to the Weak

Verse 1

With joy we meditate the grace of our High Priest above; his heart is made of tenderness, and ever yearns with love.

Verse 2

Touched with a sympathy within, he knows our feeble frame; he knows what sore temptations mean for he has felt the same.

Verse 3

He in the days of feeble flesh poured out his cries and tears; and, in his measure, feels afresh what every member bears.

Verse 4

He'll never quench the smoking flax, but raise it to a flame; the bruisèd reed he never breaks, nor scorns the meanest name.

Verse 5

Then let our humble faith address his mercy and his power: we shall obtain delivering grace in every needful hour.