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Thine Arm O Lord In Days Of Old [#ThineArmOLordIDaysOfOld #ThineArmOLord #InDaysOfOld #ThineArm #OLord #DaysOfOld #OfOld]

Song written by:
Original in English: Edward H. Plumptre [Edward Hayes Plumptre / Edward Plumptre] (August 6, 1821, London, England, UK – February 1, 1891, Deanery, Wells, Somerset, England, UK)

1
Thine arm O Lord in days of old
Was strong to heal and save
It triumphed o’er disease and death
O’er darkness and the grave
To Thee they went the blind the dumb
The palsied and the lame
The leper with his tainted life
The sick with fevered frame

2
And lo! Thy touch brought life and health
Gave speech and strength and sight
And youth renewed and fear relieved
Owned Thee the Lord of light
And now O Lord be near to bless
Almighty as of yore
In crowded street by restless couch
As by Gennesaret’s shore

3
Be Thou our great deliverer still
Thou Lord of life and death
Restore and quicken soothe and bless
With Thine almighty breath
To hands that work and eyes that see
Give wisdom’s heavenly lore
That whole and sick and weak and strong
May praise Thee evermore