Day After Day I Sought the Lord - John Wesley
Day after day I sought the Lord,
And waited patiently;
Day after day I sought the Lord,
And waited patiently;
Until he bent down from his throne,
And hearkened to my cry.
He drew me from the fearful pit,
And from the miry clay;
He placed my feet upon a rock,
And led me in his way.
He taught my soul a new-made song,
A song of holy praise,
All they who see these things, with fear
Their hopes to God shall raise.
Most blessed is the man whose hope
Upon the Lord relies;
Who follows not the proud, nor those
That turn aside to lies.
O Lord, what wonders hast thou wrought,
All number far above!
Thy thoughts to us-ward overflow
With mercy, grace, and love.
Show forth thy mercy, gracious Lord;
O take it not away!
Thy loving kindness and thy truth,
Let them be still my stay.
For countless sorrows hem me round;
And my iniquities
So hold me fast, and drag me down,
I cannot raise my eyes.
My hairs in number they surpass;
Hence is my heart dismayed;
Vouchsafe, O Lord, to rescue me!
O hasten to my aid.
Let those who seek thee faithfully
In peace and joy abide;
Let those who love thy grace still say,
“The Lord be magnified.”
Poor am I, and in need; yet God
Care of my soul doth take.
Thou art my help; my Saviour thou;
Lord, no long tarrying make.
John Wesley
Psalm xl.
