Oh, hear my cry, be gracious now to me,

Oh, hear my cry, be gracious now to me,
Come, Great Deliverer, come !
My soul, bowed down, is longing now for Thee,
Come, Great Deliverer, come !

I've wandered far away o'er mountains cold,
I've wandered far away from home ;
Oh, take me now, and bring me to Thy fold,
Come, Great Deliverer, come !

2 I have no place, no shelter from the night,
One look from Thee would give me life and light,

3 My path is lone, and weary are my feet,
Mine eyes look up Thy loving smile to meet,

4 Thou wilt not spurn contrition's broken sigh ;
Regard my prayer, and hear my humble cry,