Day After Day I Sought The Lord

Day after day I sought the Lord, And waited patiently; Until He bent down from His throne, And hearkened to my cry.

He drew me from the fearful pit, And from the miry clay; He placed my feet upon a rock, And led me in His way.

He taught my soul a new-made song, A song of holy praise, All they who see these things, with fear Their hopes to God shall raise.

Most blessd is the man whose hope Upon the Lord relies; Who follows not the proud, nor those That turn aside to lies.

O Lord, what wonders hast Thou wrought, All number far above! Thy thoughts to us-ward overflow With mercy, grace, and love.

Show forth Thy mercy, gracious Lord; O take it not away! Thy loving kindness and Thy truth, Let them be still my stay.

For countless sorrows hem me round; And my iniquities So hold me fast, and drag me down, I cannot raise my eyes.

My hairs in number they surpass; Hence is my heart dismayed; Vouchsafe, O Lord, to rescue me! O hasten to my aid.

Let those who seek Thee faithfully In peace and joy abide; Let those who love Thy grace still say, The Lord be magnified.

Poor am I, and in need; yet God Care of my soul doth take. Thou art my help; my Savior Thou; Lord, no long tarrying make.