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Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns #189 (1859) Lyrics: 1 All ye who seek a certain cure
In trouble and distress,
Whatever sorrow vex the mind
Our guilt the soul opress:
2 Jesus, who gave himself for you
Upon the cross to die;
Opens to you his pitying heart
Oh, now to him draw nigh!
3 Ye hear how kindly he invites
Ye hear his words so blest;--
"All ye that labor, come to me,
And I will give you rest."
4 O Saviour, Joy of saints on high!
O hope of sinners here!
Attracted by those loving words
To thee I lift my prayer.
5 Wash thou my wounds in that dear blood
Which forth from thee doth flow;
New grace, new hope, inspire-- a new.
A better heart bestow. Languages: English
All ye who seek a certain cure