The Sacred Harp 2012 Cooper Book Edition
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The Gospel Pool

Lyrics

Beside the gospel pool,
Appointed for the poor,
From time to time my helpless soul
Has waited for a cure.

O would the Lord appear,
My malady to heal!
He knows how long I’ve languished here,
And what distress I feel.

Here then from day to day,
I’ll wait and hope and try;
Can Jesus hear a sinner pray,
Yet Suffer him to die?

No, He is full of grace,
He never will permit,
A soul that fain would see His face,
To perish at His feet.