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(341) Christ’s Compassion to the Weak.
With joy we meditate the grace
Of our High Priest above;
His heart is made of tenderness,
His bowels melt with love.
2 Touched with a sympathy within,
He knows our feeble frame;
He knows what sore temptations mean,
For he has felt the same.
3 He, in the days of feeble flesh,
Poured out his cries and tears;
And, in his measure, feels afresh
What every member bears.
4 Then let our humble faith address
His mercy and his power;
We shall obtain delivering grace
In the distressing hour.
Isaac Watts, 1709.