1038    8.7.4.     Henry Fowler
“They that sow in tears shall reap in joy.” Ps. 126. 5

1 Sinners, in their deep affliction,
  Sigh and groan beneath their load;
  Long to read their own election,
  And with pleasure say, “My God!”
  Trembling, fearing,
  Hoping still in Jesus’ blood.

2 Blessèd are the souls who tremble
  At Jehovah’s searching word;
  Contrite hearts cannot dissemble;
  God has slain them with his sword;
  Doubting, fearing,
  Still their hope is in the Lord.

3 Mourning saint, whose heart is broken,
  Love shall wipe thy weeping eye;
  Ask thy Saviour for this token;
  All thy needs he will supply;
  Fear not, mourner;
  Christ will make you reap in joy.