1 The waters are troubled, the pool is nigh,
The angel of mercy is standing by,
The sick and the dying are pressing in
For healing and cleansing from sin.

Refrain:
The waters are troubled; step in
And you may be first: will you wash and be clean?
The angel is waiting; O cease your debating!
The waters are troubled; step in.

2 So many are near to the pool today,
The multitude throng them and crowd their way;
They see at Bethesda the stricken heal’d,
The arm of the Mighty reveal’d. [Refrain]

3 O come with a broken and contrite heart,
This moment the Healer can life impart,
The waters may never again be stirr’d
Nor footsteps of angels be heard. [Refrain]

4 Salvation is offer’d the world today,
The vilest may wash all his stains away;
This wonderful fountain stands open wide:
Go, plunge in the soul-cleansing tide. [Refrain]