Jehovah-Rophi. I Am The Lord That Healeth Thee. - Exodus xv.26.
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,[1] Oh, help my unbelief! She too, who touchd thee in the press, And healing virtue stole, Was answerd, Daughter, go in peace,[2] Thy faith hath made thee whole. Conceald amid the gathering throng, She would have shunnd 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 unheald away.
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