Mercy, O Thou Son of David

Lyrics

‘Mercy, O Thou Son of David,’
Thus poor blind Bartimeus pray’d;
‘Others by Thy grace are saved,
Now to me afford Thine aid.’

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 mine eyes behold the day;’
Straight he saw, and won by kindness,
Followed Jesus in the way.