Church Hymn Book ‎#P.CXLII

P.CXLII. To God I made my sorrows known

1 To God I made my sorrows known,
From God I sought relief;
In long complaints before his throne
I pour'd out all my grief.

2 My soul was overwhelm'd with woes,
My heart began to break;
My God, who, all my burden knows,
Beholds, the way I take.

3 On ev'ry side I cast mine eye,
And found my helpers gone;
While friends and strangers past me by,
Neglected or unknown.

4 Then did I raise a louder cry,
And call'd thy mercy near,
"Thou art my portion when I die,
"Be thou my refuge here."

5 Lord, I am brought exceeding low,
Now let thine ear attend,
And make my foes, who vex me, know
I've an Almighty Friend.

6 From my sad prison set me free,
Then shall I praise thy name,
And holy men shall join with me,
Thy kindness to proclaim.

Text Information

• First Line: To God I made my sorrows known
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1816
• Scripture:
  Psalm 142
• Topic: God is the Hope of the Helpless

Tune Information

(No tune information)