The Hartford Selection of Hymns ‎#CLXXXVIII

CLXXXVIII. Blind Bartimeus

1 "Mercy; oh thou Son of David!"
Thus blind Bartimeus pray'd;
Others by thy word are saved,
Now to me afford thine aid.

2 Many for his crying chid him,
But be call'd the louder still;
Till the gracious Savior bid him,
"Come, and ask me what you will."

3 Money was not what he wanted,
Tho' by begging us'd to live;
But he ask'd and Jesus granted,
Alms, which only he could give.

4 "Lord remove this grievous blindness,
Let my eyes behold the day."
Straight he saw, and won by kindness,
Follow'd Jesus in the way.

5 Oh! methinks I hear him praising,
Publishing to all around;
"Friends is not my case amazing?
What a Saviour I have found.

6 Oh! that all the blind but knew him,
And would be advis'd by me!
Surely would they hasten to him,
He would cause them all to see.

7 Now I freely leave my garment,
Follow Jesus in the way,
He will guide me by his counsel,
Bring me to eternal day."

Text Information

• First Line: "Mercy; O thou son of David!"
• Title: Blind Bartimeus
• Meter: Eights and Sevens
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1799
• Scripture:
  Mark 10:47-48
• Topic: Mercy: Bartimeus' prayer for

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