Verse 1
To Thee, O Lord, I humbly cry,
To Thee my supplication make,
To Thee I bring my sad complaint,
To Thee my bitter grief I take.

Verse 2
Thou knowest, Lord, my deep distress,
The lonely path, the hidden snare,
How refuge faileth, friends forsake,
And no man for my soul doth care.

Verse 3
My prayer is unto Thee, O Lord,
No refuge but in Thee I know,
No portion but in Thee I find;
Lord, in my need Thy mercy show.

Verse 4
Be Thou my Savior, O my Lord,
For I am weak and foes are strong;
My captive soul from prison bring,
And glad shall be my thankful song.

Verse 5
Around me shall the righteous throng,
And crowned with joy Thy saints shall be,
Their hearts make glad because the Lord
In richest grace hath dealt with me.