1 “The Lord forsaketh not His own,”
He hears their feeblest cry,—
The orphan’s wail, the widow’s moan,
The weary pilgrim’s sigh.
2 Have faith in God, and trust His love
Who heeds the sparrow’s fall;—
The tender care of One above,
Who knows and orders all.
3 Tho’ days be dark and nights be drear,
Nor sun nor stars in sight,
Let Him thy drooping spirit cheer—
At eventime send light.Source: Gloria Deo: a Collection of Hymns and Tunes for Public Worship in all Departments of the Church #416