Verse 1
Jesus when Thou wert on earth,
You ceased not to heal the sick;
The cry of the suffering sick
Did never fall to the ground.

Verse 2
Thou art too compassionate
To leave sinners to suffer,
Though the affliction is meet
For him, for his sinfulness.

Verse 3
In the fight that I might be
Free from all eternal doom,
You made provision for me
That I have peace in my flesh.

Verse 4
Visit the sick of Thy flock
Rent with pain on his sick bed
The true and Great Physician
Heal the sick and make him whole

Verse 5
Grant him abundant comfort,
May he put his trust in Thee,
May he know that Thou alone
Thou can kill or make alive.

Verse 6
Grant him grace never to doubt
Nor when in pain to give up,
Give him Thy grace to affirm,
`In life or death, it's Thy will.`

Verse 7
We implore Thou Lord to heal
All the sick ones in Thy flock;
If Thou wilt not, then we know
All things work out for our good.