Jesus, Thou Son of David, have mercy on me. Mark 10:47
Mercy, O Thou Son of David!
Thus blind Bartimeus prayed;
Others by Thy word are savèd,
Now to me afford Thine aid;
Many for his cries rebuked 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 me eyes behold the day
So he saw, and won by kindness,
Followed Jesus in the way.
Oh! methinks I hear him praising,
Publishing to all around;
Friends, is not my case amazing?
What a Savior I have found!
Oh, 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.