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William Cowper - Olney Hymn 3: Jehovah-Rophi: I Am the Lord That Healeth Thee
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Heal us, Emmanuel! here we are, 
Waiting to feel Thy touch: 
Deep-wounded souls to Thee repair 
And, Saviour, we are such. 

Our faith is feeble, we confess, 
We faintly trust Thy word; 
But wilt Thou pity us the less? 
Be that far from Thee, Lord! 

Remember him who once applied, 
With trembling, for relief; 
"Lord, I believe," with tears he cried, 
"Oh, help my unbelief!" 

She too, who touch`d Thee in the press, 
And healing virtue stole, 
Was answer`d, "Daughter, go in peace, 
Thy faith hath made thee whole." 

Conceal`d amid the gathering throng, 
She would have shunn`d Thy view; 
And if her faith was firm and strong, 
Had strong misgivings too. 

Like her, with hopes and fears we come, 
To touch Thee, if we may; 
Oh! send us not despairing home, 
Send none unheal`d away!
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