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