Lord, the God of my sal­va­tion,
Day and night I cry to Thee;
Let my pray­er now find ac­cept­ance,
In Thy mer­cy an­swer me.
Full of trou­bles and af­flict­ion,
Nigh to death my soul is brought,
Helpless, like one cast for­ev­er
From Thy care and from Thy thought.

Thou hast brought me down to dark­ness,
’Neath Thy wrath I am op­pressed;
All the bil­lows of af­flict­ion
Overwhelm my soul dis­tressed.
Thou hast made my friends des­pise me,
And com­pan­ion­less I go,
Bound, and help­less in my bond­age,
Pining in my bit­ter woe.

Unto Thee, with hands up­lift­ed,
Daily I di­rect my cry;
Hear, O Lord, my sup­pli­ca­tion,
Hear and save me ere I die.
Wilt Thou wait to show Thy won­ders
And Thy mer­cy to the dead?
Let me live to tell Thy prais­es,
By Thy lov­ing­kind­ness led.

Still, O Lord, re­newed each morn­ing
Unto Thee my pray­er shall be;
Cast me not away for­ev­er,
Let me now Thy fa­vor see.
All my life is spent in sor­row,
Grief and ter­ror al­ways nigh,
Waves of wrath have surged about me;
Show Thy mer­cy ere I die.

Friend and lov­er are de­part­ed,
Dark and lone­ly is my way;
Lord, be Thou my friend and help­er,
Still to Thee, O Lord, I pray.
Lord, the God of my sal­va­tion,
Day and night I cry to Thee;
Let my pray­er now find ac­cept­ance;
In Thy mer­cy an­swer me.