To God I Made My Sorrows Known, a text from Isaac Watts based out of Psalm 142.
Read Psalm 142 (ESV)
Music from the tune POLAND, page 86 in The Sacred Harp
(God is the hope of the helpless)
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 burdens knows,
He knows the way I take.
3 On every side I cast mine eye,
And found my helpers gone,
While friends and strangers pass’d 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.
