I looked—and there was none to help.
Isaiah 63:5.
Plunged in a gulf of dark despair,
We wretchéd sinners lay,
Without one cheerful beam of hope,
Or spark of glimmering day.
2 With pitying eyes the Prince of grace
Beheld our helpless grief;
He saw, and—O! amazing love!
He ran to our relief.
3 Down from the shining seats above,