1 O Thou, who when I did complain,
Didst all my Griefs remove,
O Saviour, do not now disdain
My humble Praise and Love.
2 Since thou a pitying Ear didst give
And hear me when I pray'd,
I'll call upon thee while I live,
And never doubt thy aid.
3 Pale Death with all his ghastly Train
My Soul incompast round,
Anguish and Sin, and Dread and Pan
On every side I found.
4 To thee, O Lord of Life, I pray'd
And did for Succour flee:
O save (in my Distress I said)
The Soul that trusts in thee!
5 How good thou art1 How large thy Grace!
How easy to forgive!
The helpless thou delight'st to raise:
And by thy Love I live.
5 Then, O my Soul, be never more
With anxious Thoughts distrest,
God's bounteoous Love doth thee restore
To Ease and Joy and Rest.
7 My Eyes no longer drown'd in Tears
My Feet from falling free,
Redeem'd from Death and guilty Fears
O Lord, I'll live to thee!
Source: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns #VII