1 I cried to God, I cried, He heard;
In day of grief I sought the Lord;
All night with hands stretch'd out I wept;
My soul no comfort would accept.
Hath God forgotten to be kind?
His tender love in wrath confined?
My weakness this, yet faith doth stand
Recalling years of God’s right hand.
2 I thought of God, and was distressed;
Complained, yet trouble round me pressed;
Thou holdest, Lord, my eyes awake;
So great my grief I cannot speak. [Refrain]
3 The days of old I called to mind,
The ancient years when God was kind;
I called to mind my song by night;
My musing spirit sought for light. [Refrain]
4 Will God cast off for evermore?
His favor will He ne’er restore?
Has grace for ever passed away?
Or, doth His promise fail for aye? [Refrain]
Source: Gospel Hymns No. 6 #146