|HAPPY are they whose tender care
Extends to those distressed;
When troubles compass them around,
The Lord shall give them rest.
|2||If they, in sad and suffering state,
Opprssed with sickness lie,
The Lord will ease and bless their bed,
And inward strength supply.
|3||Secure in this, they look to God,
And earnest prayers address,
‘Lord, in Thy mercy, heal my soul,
Though I do much transgress.’
|4||God’s tender care secures our life
From danger and disgrace;
His promise stands: to set us still
Before His glorious face.
|5||Let such a Saviour as our God
From age to age be blessed,
And all His people’s praises sound,
With loud amens expressed.
|Nahum Tate, 1652-1715|