Matthew 14:14: His pity for the body's pain

His pity for the body's pain
Its various maladies removes,
But O the sin-sick soul of man
With greater tenderness He loves:
The love which brought Him from the sky
Employs Him in our service still,
Who saves us at the point to die.

And died Himself our souls to heal.
The rest we in the desert seek
We must for hopeless souls forego.
Go forth to tend the poor and weak.

And melt distress'd at human woe:
Our Master served the' afflicted crowd,
And bids us His example trace
In labouring for the people's good,
In ministering the gospel grace.