How long wilt Thou for­get me,
O Lord, Thou God of grace?
How long shall fears be­set me
While dark­ness hides Thy face?
How long shall griefs dis­tress me
And turn my day to night?
How long shall foes op­press me
And tri­umph in their might?

O Lord my God, be­hold me
And hear mine ear­nest cries;
Lest sleep of death en­fold me,
Enlighten Thou mine eyes;
Lest now my foe in­sult­ing
Should boast of his suc­cess,
And ene­mies ex­ult­ing
Rejoice in my dis­tress.

But I with ex­pec­ta­tion
Have on Thy grace re­lied;
My heart in Thy sal­va­tion
Shall still with joy con­fide;
And I with voice of sing­ing
Will praise the Lord above,
Who, rich­est boun­ties bring­ing,
Has dealt with me in love.