Christ's compassion to the weak and tempted. <br /> <br />Heb. 4:15,16; 5:7; Matt. 12:20. <br /> <br />With joy we meditate the grace <br />Of our High Priest above; <br />His heart is made of tenderness, <br />His bowels melt with love. <br /> <br />Touched with a sympathy within, <br />He knows our feeble frame; <br />He knows what sore temptations mean, <br />For he has felt the same. <br /> <br />But spotless, innocent, and pure, <br />The great Redeemer stood, <br />While Satan's fiery darts he bore, <br />And did resist to blood. <br /> <br />He in the days of feeble flesh <br />Poured out his cries and tears, <br />And in his measure feels afresh <br />What every member bears. <br /> <br />[He'll never quench the smoking flax, <br />But raise it to a flame; <br />The bruised reed he never breaks, <br />Nor scorns the meanest name.] <br /> <br />Then let our humble faith address <br />His mercy and his power; <br />We shall obtain deliv'ring grace <br />In the distressing hour.<br /><br />Isaac Watts<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hymn-125/
