The life and the length of my days!
2 When the sorrows I boded were come,
I poured out my sighs and my tears;
And to him, who alone can relieve,
My soul breathed her vows and her prayers.
3 When my heart throbbed with pain and alarm,
When paleness my cheek overspread,
When sickness pervaded my frame—
Then my soul on my Maker was stayed.
4 When death’s awful image was nigh,