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95. Mercy, O thou Son of David!
Hymn 95
Mercy, O thou Son of David! Thus blind Bartimaeus prayed; Others by thy word are saved, Now to me afford thine aid: Many for his crying chid him, But he called the louder still; Till the gracious Savior bid him “Come, and ask me what you will.”
Money was not what he wanted, Though by begging used to live; But he asked, and JESUS granted Alms, which none but he could give: LORD remove this grievous blindness, Let my eyes behold the day; Strait he saw, and won by kindness, Followed JESUS in the way.
O! methinks I hear him praising, Publishing to all around; “Friends, is not my case amazing? What a Savior I have found: O! that all the blind but knew him, And would be advised by me! Surely, would they hasten to him, He would cause them all to see.”