Long hast thou wept and sorrowed,
Poor mourner, dry thy tears;
Behold, with light and comfort,
The Lord Himself appears.

�Trust in My mercy ever,
My people!� saith the Lord.
Hold fast, in deepest sorrow,
That soul sustaining Word.

Then rest, sad heart, in patience,
With this petition still,
�Lord, all these vacant places
With Thine own fullness fill!�