It tri- umphed o'er disease and death, O'er dark- ness and the grave. To Thee they went, the blind, the dumb, The pal sied and the lame, The leper with his taint-ed life, The sick with fe- vered frame. men. THINE arm, O Lord, in days of old It triumphed o'er disease and death, To Thee they went, the blind, the dumb, The leper with his tainted life, The sick with fevered frame. 2 And lo, Thy touch brought life and health, Gave speech, and strength, and sight; And youth renewed and frenzy calmed Owned Thee, the Lord of light: And now, O Lord, be near to bless, In crowded street, by restless couch, 3 Be Thou our great Deliverer still, That whole and sick, and weak and strong, Edward H. Plumptre, 1864 So let Thy life our pat-tern be, And form our souls for heav'n. A - men. 2 Help us, through good report and ill, Like Thee, to do our Father's will, 3 Let grace our selfishness expel, And kindness in our bosoms dwell, 4 If joy shall at Thy bidding fly, 5 Should friends misjudge, or foes defame, Then, like Thine own, be all our aim 6 Kept peaceful in the midst of strife, O may we lead the pilgrim's life, And follow Thee to heaven. John H. Gurney, 1838 |