How Long Forgotten, Lord, by Thee?

How long for­got­ten

Lord

by Thee

Forbidden still Thy face to see

Shall I

by dai­ly grief dis­tressed

Take coun­sel with my doubt­ful breast?

How long amidst tri­umph­ant foes

Who mock my ago­niz­ing woes

To Heav­en’s high throne must I com­plain

And seek the Lord my God in vain?

Consider

Lord

and hear my cries

Pour light up­on my trou­bled eyes

Lest

yield­ing up my wea­ry breath

I sleep the dream­less sleep of death.

Lest o’er my fall the foe re­joice

And cry with loud ex­ult­ing voice:

Lo where he lies

a tram­pled clod

Who vain­ly trusted in his God.

But I will ev­er trust Thee

Lord;

My joy is in Thy sav­ing Word:

Thy ten­der mer­cies will I bless

And sing of all Thy right­eous­ness.