Their gloom reminds my heart at last,
Thou thinkest, Lord, of me!
3 Let shadows come, let shadows go,
Let life be bright or dark with woe,
I am content, for this I know,
Thou thinkest, Lord, of me!
E.S. Lorenz
354 Thou Thinkest, Lord, of Me. 8s & 6s.
(633) Plead for Me.
O thou, the contrite sinner's Friend,