I come where trust and faith are tried; where I must touch your wounded side; but, in my weakness, risen Lord, your name be praised, your love adored. In pain and loneliness I find a deeper measure of your mind. It was for me you suffered, Lord, your name be praised, your love adored. Be near me, and I will not fear though helplessness or death draw near; in all I do and suffer, Lord, your name be praised, your love adored. For hope of health, for skillful care, for healing that surround me here, for all that I receive, O Lord, your name be praised, your love adored.