It tarries long
and seems to say
God hath forgotten me.
Yet shall it come
and when it comes
Good shall the answer be.
It seemeth sad so long to watch
Thus tossed on stormy sea;
But day shall break
and when it comes
Good shall the answer be.
So tired of sin and strife
the soul
Cries out in vain to Thee;
Yet not in vain; deliverance comes;
Good shall the answer be.
The night is long
the sky is dark
In fear we bow the knee
We plead for light; it comes at last—
Good shall the answer be.
The battle goes against us
yet
We fight and will not flee;
Help
Lord! He hears: and when it comes
Good shall the answer be.
How long! the widowed Church thus pleads
In hours of agony.
But not in vain; her cry is heard;
Good shall the answer be.
How long! Creation cries in bonds
Still longing to be free!
The groan is heard; and when it comes
Good shall the answer be.