I Love the Lord; He Heard My Cries

I love the Lord: He heard my cries

And pi­tied ev­ery groan:

Long as I live

when trou­bles rise

I’ll hast­en to His throne.

I love the Lord: He bowed His ear

And chased my griefs away;

O let my heart no more des­pair

While I have breath to pray!

My flesh de­clined

my spir­its fell

And I drew near the dead;

While in­ward pangs and fears of hell

Perplexed my wake­ful head.

My God

I cried

Thy serv­ant save

Thou ev­er good and just;

Thy pow­er can res­cue from the grave

Thy pow­er is all my trust.

The Lord be­held me sore dis­tressed

He bid my pains re­move;

Return

my soul

to God thy rest

For thou hast known His love.

My God hath saved my soul from death

And dried my fall­ing tears;

Now to His praise I’ll spend my breath

And my re­main­ing years.