Text: | Walking in Darkness |
Author: | Steele |
1 Hear, gracious God, my humble moan,
To thee I breathe my sighs,
When all the mournful night be gone?
And when my joys arise?
2 My God—O could I make the claim—
My father and my friend—
And call thee mine, by every name,
On which thy saints depend!
3 By every name of power and love,
I would thy grace intreat;
Nor should my humble hopes remove,
Nor leave thy sacred seat.
4 Yet tho' my soul in darkness mourns,
Thy word is all my stay;
Here I would rest, till light returns,
Thy presence makes my day.
5 Speak, Lord, and bid celestial peace
Relieve my aking heart;
O smile, and bid my sorrows cease,
And all their gloom depart.
6 Then shall my drooping spirit rise,
And bless thy healing rays,
And change these deep complaining sighs,
For songs of sacred praise.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Hear, gracious God, my humble moan |
Title: | Walking in Darkness |
Author: | Steele |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1793 |
Topic: | The Christian Life |
Notes: | Public Domain. |