Luke: I How ignorant and blind

I How ignorant and blind
The sinner's heart and mind!
In the shades of death he dwells,
Poor and proud of misery;
When his unbelief he feels,
Then he half begins to see.

Happy, if then he hear
Of the Physician near,
Jesus, Son of the Most-High,
Met with in the beggar's way!
But He quickly passes by:
Prayer alone can make Him stay.
Stop Him by prayer alone
Address'd to David's Son;
Cry, thou wretched beggar, cry,
Jesus, my Redeemer be,
Save, or in my sins I die,
Show Thy pardoning love to me.

Check'd by the worldly throng
I will not hold my tongue,
More importunate I cry
With redoubled energy;
Save, or in my sins I die,
Show Thy pardoning love to me.

Thou dost Thy suppliant hear.
Thy call hath brought me near;
All my heart to Thee is known.

Lord, I would receive my sight:
Shine, Thou uncreated Sun,
Turn my darkness into light.

This unbelief of heart
Command it to depart:
Pardon with Thy Spirit give;

Speak, and all my sins are gone,
Speak, and I my Lord perceive,
Truly saved by faith alone.

Thou dost my pardon seal,
Thou dost Thyself reveal.
Thee my Saviour from above
Now Thou giv'st me eyes to see,
Tongue to praise, and heart to love.
Feet to follow after Thee.

Happy through life if I
My God may glorify.
Make Thy power and mercy known.

Worthily show forth Thy praise.
Force the heathen world to own
The great miracle of grace.