Long Hast Thou Wept and Sorrowed

Long hast thou wept and sor­rowed

Poor mourn­er

dry thy tears;

Behold

with light and com­fort

The Lord Him­self ap­pears.

Trust in My mer­cy ev­er

My peo­ple! saith the Lord.

Hold fast

in deep­est sor­row

That soul sus­tain­ing Word.

Then rest

sad heart

in pa­tience

With this pe­ti­tion still

Lord

all these va­cant plac­es

With Thine own full­ness fill!