I'll to my bosom take him.”
The Lord to them is ever nigh
Who trustfully draw near Him,
He's at their side whene'er they cry,
Helps them o'ercome, who fear Him.
In misery
Who low do lie,
He raiseth and relieveth,
And joy imparts
To fainting hearts,
I'll to my bosom take him.”
The Lord to them is ever nigh
Who trustfully draw near Him,
He's at their side whene'er they cry,
Helps them o'ercome, who fear Him.
In misery
Who low do lie,
He raiseth and relieveth,
And joy imparts
To fainting hearts,