Thou, Lord, my Christ, hast found me

Thou

Lord

my Christ

hast found me

And clasped me to Thy breast

When I was lost in darkness

Alone in deep distress;

So hurt and pained by sin inside

A troubled soul—no hope could find

But Lord

Thou came

with oil and wine

Thou bound my wounds—brought love divine!

And like that desperate woman

I stretched my hand to grasp—

For nothing else could cure me

But lo

the One

at last!

Thy human virtues God reveals

In Thee a love so pure and real

In Thee

the Holy One concealed

Thy words and all Thine actions heal.

Thy touch

O Lord

has healed me

My heart of stone replaced

A heart of flesh now in me

To love Thee Lord always;

But still Thy life spreads in my heart

Thy flowing streams must reach each part

Pour in Thy life—more love impart

O let Thy life renew each part.

O may Thy Church bring healing

To every sick

lost soul

So many hurt and broken

So many with no home.

O fill us Lord

and us now send

Restore through us the wounds of men

We’ll bind

anoint

bring to Thine inn

Pour oil and wine—make whole and mend.