← Deep are the wounds which sin has made Hymns and Tunes (1888) · No. 363

Deep are the wounds which sin has made

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Deep are the wounds which sin has made;Where shall the sinner find a cure?In vain, alas! is nature's aid;The work exceeds her utmost power.

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But can no sovereign balm be found,And is no kind physician nigh,To ease the pain, and heal the wound,Ere life and hope forever fly?

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There is a great Physician near;Look up, O fainting soul, and live;See, in his heavenly smiles appearSuch help as nature cannot give.