I.

M Y God, to thee I call —
Must I for ever mourn?
So far from thee, my life, my all?
O when wilt thou return!

II.

Dark as the shades of night
My gloomy sorrows rise,
And hide thy soul-reviving light
From these desiring eyes.

III.

My comforts all decay,
My inward foes prevail;
If thou withold thy healing ray,
Expiring hope will fail.

IV.

Away distressing fears,
My gracious God is nigh,
And heavenly pity sees my tears,
And marks each rising sigh.

V.

Dear source of all my joys,
And solace of my care,
O wilt thou hear my plaintive voice
And grant my humble prayer!

VI.

These envious clouds remove,
Thy cheering light restore,
Confirm my interest in thy love
'Till I can doubt no more.

VI.

Then if my troubles rise,
To thee, my God, I'll flee,
And raise my hopes above the skies,
And cast my cares on thee.