1 Thou who dost pity the sons of men,
Heal Thou the hurt of the world;
Live Thou with anguish-wrung souls again,
Heal Thou the hurt of the world.
Thou who didst walk where the stricken lay,
Healing the sick at the close of day,
Still with Thy stricken ones do Thou stay;
Heal Thou the hurt of the world.
Still with Thy stricken ones do Thou stay;
Heal Thou the hurt of the world.
2 Thou who didst kneel in the garden’s gloom,
Heal Thou the hurt of the world;
Give it not over to death and doom,
Heal Thou the hurt of the world.
Thou who didst make in our flesh above,
Thou who didst faint on the cross-tree road,
Lift from Thy children their crushing load;
Heal Thou the hurt of the world.
Lift from Thy children their crushing load;
Heal Thou the hurt of the world.
Jessie Brown Pounds was born in Hiram, Ohio, a suburb of Cleveland on 31 August 1861. She was not in good health when she was a child so she was taught at home. She began to write verses for the Cleveland newspapers and religious weeklies when she was fifteen. After an editor of a collection of her verses noted that some of them would be well suited for church or Sunday School hymns, J. H. Fillmore wrote to her asking her to write some hymns for a book he was publishing. She then regularly wrote hymns for Fillmore Brothers. She worked as an editor with Standard Publishing Company in Cincinnati from 1885 to 1896, when she married Rev. John E. Pounds, who at that time was a pastor of the Central Christian Church in Indianapolis.
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Display Title: Thou Who Dost Pity the Sons of MenFirst Line: Thou who dost pity the sons of menTune Title: HEAL THOU THE HURT OF THE WORLDAuthor: Jessie Brown PoundsDate: 1920
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