Text: | Balm In Gilead |
Author: | Unknown |
Tune: | [How lost was my condition] |
Arranger: | E. O. E. |
1 How lost was my condition,
Till Jesus made me whole;
There is but one Physician
Can cure a sin-sick soul.
Refrain:
There’s a balm in Gilead,
To make the wounded whole,
There’s pow’r enough in Jesus,
To cure a sin-sick soul.
2 The worst of all diseases
Is light compared with sin;
On every part it seizes,
But rages most within. [Refrain]
3 'Tis palsy, plague, and fever,
And madness, all combined,
And none but a believer
The least relief can find. [Refrain]
4 A dying, risen Jesus,
Seen by the eye of faith,
At once from anguish frees us,
And saves the soul from death. [Refrain]
5 Come, then, to this Physician,
His help He'll freely give,
He makes no hard condition,
'Tis only Look and live. [Refrain]
Text Information | |
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First Line: | How lost was my condition |
Title: | Balm In Gilead |
Author: | Unknown |
Refrain First Line: | There’s a balm in Gilead |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1911 |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | [How lost was my condition] |
Arranger: | E. O. E. |