Sin's Incurable Disease

Verse 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.

Verse 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.

Verse 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.

Verse 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.

Verse 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.

Verse 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.

Verse 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.

Verse 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!