I love you, Lord; you heard my cries,
and pitied every groan;
Long as I live, when troubles rise,
I'll hasten to your throne.
I love you, Lord; you bow your ear;
you're ever good and just.
Then let my heart feel no despair!
Your power has all my trust.
If you behold me sore distressed,
you bid my pains remove;
I'll turn my soul to you, my rest,
and witness to your love.
Source: In Melody and Songs: hymns from the Psalm versions of Isaac Watts #67
|First Line:||I love the Lord; he heard my cries And pitied every groan|
|Title:||I love the Lord; he heard my cries|
|Author:||Isaac Watts (1719)|