Physician of my sin–sick soul

The words

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   Stanza 1. Physician of my sin–sick soul,To thee I bring my case;My raging malady control,And heal me by thy grace.

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   Stanza 2. Pity the anguish I endure,See how I mourn and pine;For never can I hope a cureFrom any hand but thine.

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   Stanza 3. I would disclose my whole complaint,But where shall I begin?No words of mine can fully paintThat worst distemper, sin.

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   Stanza 4. It lies not in a single part,But through my frame is spread;A burning fever in my heart,A palsy in my head.

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   Stanza 5. It makes me deaf, and dumb, and blind,And impotent and lame;And overclouds, and fills my mind,With folly, fear, and shame.

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   Stanza 6. A thousand evil thoughts intrudeTumultuous in my breast;Which indispose me for my food,And rob me of my rest.

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   Stanza 7. Lord I am sick, regard my cry,And set my spirit free;Say, canst thou let a sinner die,Who longs to live to thee?

Olney Hymns (1779), Book 1, Hymn 83. John Newton. Public domain. CCEL transcription with modernized spelling. www.praylock.com/olney-hymns/1-83