O Glorious Christ of God; I live

O Glorious Christ of God; I live
In Views of Thee alone.
Life to my gasping Soul, oh! give!
Shine Thou, or I'm undone.

I cannot live, my GOD, if thou
Enlivnest not my Faith.
I'm dead; I'm lost; oh! Save me now
from a lamented Death!
For the Return of my Health, I added:

My glorious Healer, thou restore
My Health, and make me whole.
But this is what I most implore;
Oh, for an Healed Soul!
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