
Triumph!
my soul as dry as dust.
My heart is like an empty cup
which has from God been thrust.
He’s hedged me all about.
I’m in a pit, as black as night,
He does not hear me shout.
is there some hidden sin?
No answer seems to come along--
just nothing from within.
“Why have You fled away?
Why don’t I feel Your presence nigh,
deep in my heart today?”
In misery I grope:
When I recall my former sin,
then gone is any hope!
My God’s a God of GRACE.
If He were not, then I would find
eternal doom, I’d face.
HIS FAITHFULNESS IS GREAT.
With hope, I’ll search for Him each day:
He comes to those who wait.
I know You’ve heard my voice.
You said, “Fear not!”...I’ll trust Your Word.
AND NOW I SHALL REJOICE!