1. Jesus, grant that balm and healing 
In Thy holy wounds I find, 
Every hour that I am feeling 
Pains of body and of mind. 
Should some evil thought within 
Tempt my treacherous heart to sin, 
Show the peril, and from sinning 
Keep me ere its first beginning. 
 
2. Should some lust or sharp temptation 
Prove too strong for flesh and blood, 
Let me think upon Thy Passion, 
And the breach is soon made good. 
Or should Satan press me hard, 
Let me then be on my guard, 
Saying, “Christ for me was wounded,” 
That the Tempter flee confounded. 
 
5. O my God, my Rock and Tower, 
Grant that in Thy death I trust, 
Knowing Death has lost his power 
Since Thou trod’st him in the dust. 
Savior, let Thine agony 
Ever help and comfort me; 
When I die, be my Protection, 
Light and Life and Resurrection.