759    8.7.     J. Kent
“He healeth the broken in heart.” Ps. 147. 3

1 Jesus heals the broken-hearted;
  O how sweet that sound to me!
  Once beneath my sin he smarted,
  Groaned, and bled to set me free.

2 By his sufferings, death, and merits;
  By his Godhead, blood, and pain;
  Broken hearts, or wounded spirits,
  Are at once made whole again.

3 Broken by the law’s loud thunder,
  To the cross for refuge flee!
  O’er his pungent sorrows ponder,
  ’Tis his stripes that healeth thee.

4 Oil and wine to heal and cherish,
  Jesus still to Israel gives;
  Nor shall e’er a sinner perish,
  Who in his dear name believes.

5 In his righteousness confiding,
  Sheltered safe beneath his wing;
  Here they find a sure abiding,
  And of covenant mercy sing.

6 Seek, my soul, no other healing,
  But in Jesus’ balmy blood;
  He, beneath the Spirit’s sealing,
  Stands thy great High Priest with God.