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1 Consider all my sorrows, Lord!
And thy deliv'rance send.
My soul for thy salvation faints;
When will my troubles end?
2 Yet I have found, 'tis good for me
To bear my Father's rod;
Afflictions make me learn thy law,
And live upon my God.
3 This is the comfort I enjoy
When new distress begins;
I read thy word, I run thy ways,
And hate my former sins.
4 Had not thy word been my delight,
When earthly joys were fled;
My soul, oppress'd with sorrow's weight
Had sunk amongst the dead.
5 I know, thy judgments, Lord! are right,
Though they may seem severe;
The sharpest suff'rings I endure
Flow from thy faithful care.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | Consider all my sorrows, Lord! |
| Meter: | C. M. |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1814 |
| Topic: | Particular Occasions and Circumstances: Sickness and Recovery |
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