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