Those whom thou hadst no power to save,
Now to the mercy-seat draw near,
With all thy woes, for God is here.
4 Thou who hast dear ones far away,
In foreign lands, ’mid ocean’s spray,
Pray for them now, and dry the tear,
And trust the God who listens here.
5 Thou who art mourning o’er thy sin,
Deploring guilt that reigns within,
The God of peace is ever near;