To You alone I bend my knee
In Jesus’ mighty name
From chains of doubt You’ve set me free
Of any hint of shame
Still in pain I’m here once more
Warring against distress
Knocking upon my Father’s door
My ailments to assess
Lord, knowing You have the power
Knowing for me You care
Cause my infliction to cower
In answer to my prayer
Grant wisdom; doctors attending
Nurses, graceful concern
Surgeons, life’s facts comprehending
My ailing tide to turn
For Your miracle I thank You
For cleansing me of sin
Your Promised Gift life to pursue
Counselling within
The Healer of my precious soul
Your Holy Ghost with fire
Ever willing to make one whole
Who’ll climb with Jesus higher
You know my soul my aching heart
The depths I’ve willed to go
From You my God I’ll never part
Whatever wind may blow
Heal me great One, or take me home
Your servant’s hand, fold fast
I’ll never leave nor ever roam
From You; my First & Last…..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem