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 blessèd 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.