One Cup of Healing Oil and Wine

One cup of heal­ing oil and wine

One of­fer­ing laid upon mer­cy’s shrine

Is thrice more grate­ful

Lord

to Thee

Than lift­ed eye or bend­ed knee.

In true and in­ward faith we trace

The source of ev­ery out­ward grace;

Within the pi­ous heart it plays

A liv­ing fount of joy and praise.

Kind deeds of peace and love be­tray

Where’er the stream has found its way;

But where these spring not rich and fair

The stream has nev­er wan­dered there.