God of the broken, heal my heart, Shattered with grief, and sin,
Nor let Your care and grace depart When I am whole again.
God of the weeping, hear my cry; Answer with love, I pray;
From Your compassion, make reply: Wipe ev’ry tear away.
God of the friendless, oh, be near; Come, though I cannot see;
Even through loneliness and fear, Never abandon me.
God of the dying, hold my hand When all my griefs are past;
Bring me to gladness in that land; Lead me to peace at last.