The suffering poor

Verse 1

Why dost Thou stand afar, O Lord,in our distress? And why dost Thou conceal Thyself When troublous times oppress?

Verse 2

Do Thou, O Lord, arise; O God, lift up Thy hand; Forget Thou not the suffering poor, The humble in the land.

Verse 3

Their foes Thou dost behold, Their wrongs Thou wilt repay; The poor commit themselves to Thee, Thou art the orphan's stay.

Verse 4

Thou, Lord, hast heard their prayer With humble hearts drew nigh; Thou also wilt revive their strength And ever hear their cry.

Verse 5

Defend the fatherless And all who are oppressed, That they by human pride and power May be no more distressed.