He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds. Psalm 147:3
The Savior comes; O happiest sound
That ever reached our ears!
Diffusing peace to all around,
And quieting their fears.
He comes to execute the plan
Contrived by sovereign love,
And raise the fallen race of man
To lasting joys above.
He comes to bind the broken heart,
And make the wounded whole,
And solid comfort to impart
To every contrite soul.
He comes to bear our wants and pains,
To suffer and to bleed;
That we from Satan’s galling chains
For ever might be freed.
Come, gracious Lord, Thy work fulfill,
Thy great salvation bring;
And reign on Zion’s holy hill
The world’s triumphant king.