Hymnal: Light and Life #107 (1881) First Line: The pity of the Lord Lyrics: 1 The pity of the Lord,
To those that fear his name,
Is such as tender parents feel;
He knows our feeble frame.
2 He knows we are but dust,
Scattered with every breath;
His anger, like a rising wind,
Can send us swift to death.
3 Our days are like the grass
Or like the morning flower,
If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field,
It withers in an hour.
4 But thy compassions, Lord,
To endless years endure;
And children's children ever find
Thy word of promise sure. Languages: English
He knows