1.	Heal us, Emmanuel, hear our prayer; 
	we wait to feel thy touch; 
	deep-wounded souls to thee repair, 
	and Savior, we are such. 

2.	Our faith is feeble, we confess 
	we faintly trust thy word; 
	but wilt thou pity us the less? 
	Be that far from thee, Lord! 

3.	Remember him who once applied 
	with trembling for relief; 
	"Lord, I believe," with tears he cried; 
	"O help my unbelief!" 

4.	She, too, who touched thee in the press 
	and healing virtue stole, 
	was answered, "Daughter, go in peace: 
	thy faith hath made thee whole." 

5.	Like her, with hopes and fears we come 
	to touch thee if we may; 
	O send us not despairing home; 
	send none unhealed away.