In all my sor - rows, con-flicts, woes, Good Lord, re-mem-ber me!

filial fear, Lord, shall I to Thee draw near? Lord, shall I to Thee draw near? A-MEN.

2 Why art thou cast down, my soul?
God, thy God, shall make thee whole.
Why art thou disquieted?

God shall lift thy fallen head,

And His countenance benign

Be the saving health of thine.