Heal us, Emmanuel, Hear our prayer; we wait to feel your touch;
deep wounded souls to you repair, and Savior, we are such.
Our faith is feeble, we confess we faintly trust your word;
but will you pity us the less? Be that far from you, Lord!
Remember him who once applied with trembling for relief;
"Lord, I believe," with tears he cried; "O help my unbelief!"
She, too who touched you in the press and healing virtue stole,
was answered, "Daughter, go in peace: your faith has made you whole."
Like her, with hopes and fears we come to touch you if we may;
O send us not despairing home; send none unhealed away.
—William Cowper
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