Behold Thy Waiting Servant, Lord

Behold Thy wait­ing serv­ant

Lord

Devoted to Thy fear;

Remember and con­firm Thy word

For all my hopes are there.

Hast Thou not writ sal­va­tion down

And pro­mised quick­en­ing grace?

Doth not my heart ad­dress Thy throne?

And yet Thy love de­lays.

Mine eyes for Thy sal­va­tion fail;

O bear Thy serv­ant up;

Nor let the scoff­ing lips pre­vail

Who dare re­proach my hope.

Didst Thou not raise my faith

O Lord?

Then let Thy truth ap­pear:

Saints shall re­joice in my re­ward

And trust as well as fear.