Scripture Verse

They brought unto Him all sick people that were taken with divers diseases…and He healed them. Matthew 4:24


Words: God­frey Thring, 1870. This hymn was writ­ten at the re­quest of Pre­ben­da­ry Hut­ton of Lin­coln. It was first pub­lished in Thring’s Sup­ple­ment (Lin­coln, Eng­land: 1871).

Music: Re­qui­em Wil­helm A. F. Schult­hes, 1868 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Alternate Tunes:

If you know where to get a good pic­ture of Thring (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

Wilhelm A. F. Schulthes (1816–1879)


Thou to whom the sick and dying
Ever came, nor came in vain,
Still with healing word replying,
To the wearied cry of pain,
Hear us, Je­su, as we meet
Suppliants at Thy mercy seat.

Every care and every sorrow,
Be it great, or be it small,
Yesterday, today, tomorrow,
When, where’er it may be fall,
Lay we humbly at Thy feet,
Suppliants at Thy mercy seat.

Still the weary, sick, and dying
Need a brother’s, sister’s care,
On Thy higher help relying
May we now their burdens share,
Bringing all our offerings meet
Suppliants at Thy mercy seat.

May each child of Thine be willing
Willing both in hand and heart,
All the law of love fulfilling,
Ever comfort to impart;
Ever bringing offerings meet,
Suppliant to Thy mercy seat.

So may sickness, sin, and sadness
To Thy healing virtue yield,
Till the sick and sad, in gladness,
Rescued, ransomed, cleansèd, healed,
One in Thee together meet,
Pardoned at Thy judg­ment seat.