CXXIII. Miracles of Christ

1 Jesus, we bless thy pow'r;
Thy grace, we honour more;
Such love as thine, it must subdue
To worship, love, adore.

2 The blind, the dumb, the deaf
A word, a touch relieves;
The wither'd arm, at thy command
New strength, O Lord, receives.

3 Lepers, who long had groan'd
Beneath the weight of pain;
The palsied limbs—the dying—dead—
Are all made whole again.

4 Legions of hell, obey
Thy dread, almighty word;
The Jews and Gentiles dispossest,
Give glory to the Lord.

5 Come, great Physician, come!
In spirit, Christ, display
Thy healing, cleansing, gracious pow'rs,
And take av'n death away.

Text Information
First Line: Jesus, we bless thy power
Title: Miracles of Christ
Meter: S. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1792
Scripture: ;
Topic: Hymns, on the Life of Immanuel, the Head of every Man
Notes: Original
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