See how the lame, the halt, the blind,
The deaf, the dumb, the sick, the poor,
Come to the Friend of sinners kind,
And freely all receive their cure:
To whom did He His help deny?
Whom, in His days of flesh, pass by?
Did not His word the fiends expel,
The lepers cleanse, and raise the dead?
Did He not all their sickness heal?
And satisfy their every need?
So now, whate’er your sin may be,
The blood He shed can set you free.
But Jesus’ blood will only save
Those who are led to seek His face.
If you true peace through blood would have,
If you are thirsting now for grace,
Fly to the cross, and you shall find
The Saviour true and good and kind.