401    L.M.     Isaac Watts
Hope in Darkness. Ps. 13; Job 13. 24

1 How long, O Lord, shall I complain
  Like one that seeks his God in vain?
  Canst thou thy face for ever hide,
  And I still pray and be denied?

2 Shall I for ever be forgot,
  As one whom thou regardest not?
  Still shall my soul thy absence mourn,
  And still despair of thy return?

3 How long shall my poor troubled breast
  Be with these anxious thoughts oppressed?
  And Satan, my malicious foe,
  Rejoice to see me sunk so low?

4 How would the powers of darkness boast
  Should but one praying soul be lost!
  But I have trusted in thy grace,
  And shall again behold thy face.

5 Whate’er my fears or foes suggest,
  Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest;
  My heart shall feel thy love, and raise
  My cheerful voice to songs of praise.