To Thee, O Lord, I Humbly Cry

To Thee

O Lord

I hum­bly cry

To Thee my sup­pli­ca­tion make

To Thee I bring my sad com­plaint

To Thee my bit­ter grief I take.

Thou know­est

Lord

my deep dis­tress

The lone­ly path

the hid­den snare

How re­fuge fail­eth

friends for­sake

And no man for my soul doth care.

My pray­er is un­to Thee

O Lord

No re­fuge but in Thee I know

No po­rtion but in Thee I find;

Lord

in my need Thy mer­cy show.

Be Thou my Sav­ior

O my Lord

For I am weak and foes are strong;

My cap­tive soul from pri­son bring

And glad shall be my thank­ful song.

Around me shall the right­eous throng

And crowned with joy Thy saints shall be

Their hearts made glad be­cause the Lord

In rich­est grace hath dealt with me.