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| THINE arm, O Lord, in days of old | |
| Was strong to heal and save; | |
| It triumphed o’er disease and death, | |
| O’er darkness and the grave: | |
| To Thee they went, the blind, the dumb, | 5 |
| The palsied and the lame, | |
| The leper with his tainted life, | |
| The sick with fevered frame; | |
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| And, lo, Thy touch brought life and health, | |
| Gave speech, and strength, and sight; | 10 |
| And youth renewed and frenzy calmed | |
| Owned Thee, the Lord of Light. | |
| And now, O Lord, be near to bless, | |
| Almighty as of yore, | |
| In crowded street, by restless couch, | 15 |
| As by Gennesareth’s shore. | |
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| Though love and might no longer heal | |
| By touch, or word, or look; | |
| Though they who do Thy work must read | |
| Thy laws in Nature’s book: | 20 |
| Yet come to heal the sick man’s soul, | |
| Come, cleanse the leprous taint; | |
| Give joy and peace where all is strife, | |
| And strength where all is faint. | |
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| Be Thou our great Deliverer still | 25 |
| Thou Lord of life and death, | |
| Restore and quicken, soothe and bless | |
| With Thine Almighty breath: | |
| To hands that work and eyes that see | |
| Give Wisdom’s heavenly lore, | 30 |
| That whole and sick, and weak and strong, | |
| May praise Thee evermore. | |
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