My Great Physician

Thou art my great Phy­si­cian

My Sav­ior and my All;

I look on Thee for bless­ing

And on Thy mer­cy call;

With ten­d’rest care Thou watch­est

Beside the couch of pain;

And giv­est health and heal­ing

When hu­man help is vain.

When in the mid­night watch­es

With anx­ious cares op­pressed

I often hear Thee whis­per

Come unto Me and rest.

Thou car­est for the wea­ry

Dost mark the spar­row’s fall;

Then sure­ly I can trust Thee

Thou art my All in All.

Thou art my Tow­er of Re­fuge

My Strength up­on the way;

My Hope of end­less glo­ry

When ends life’s fleet­ing day;

Thou art the on­ly Heal­er

For bo­dy

mind and soul

And when all oth­ers fail me

Thy touch can make me whole.

Thou art my Re­sur­rect­ion

To life that nev­er dies

Where Thou art now pre­par­ing

A man­sion in the skies;

Then hast­en Thine ap­pear­ing

To take Thy peo­ple home

Where sick­ness

pain and sor­row

Shall nev­er

nev­er come.