Where Shall We Look For Help In Affliction?
Or Whither Shall We Send?
“The Prayer Of Faith Will Save,” It Is Written,
‘Tis Truth Till Time Shall End.

I Touch The Word Of His Promise,
As Firm As Heaven’s Throne;
And Trusting Him This Very Moment,
I Know The Work Is Done.

Thy Love, O God, Abideth Forever,
Thy Mighty Power The Same;
And All Thy Word Declares Thou Art Willing
To Heal The Sick And Lame.

Thy Heart, Dear Lord, Is Full Of Compassion,
And Touched With Sympathy;
Why Then Should I Continue To Suffer?
I Know Thou Healest Me.

O Christ, Thou Art My Perfect Physician,
Thy Faith Now Makes Me Whole;
Thy Healing Touch Pervadeth My Body,
And Thrills With Joy My Soul.