Too deeply for mirth or song,
As the burdens press,
And the cares distress,
And the way grows weary and long?
His heart is touched with my grief;
When the days are weary,
The long night dreary,
I know my Savior cares.
With a nameless dread and fear?
As the daylight fades
Into deep night shades,
Does He care enough to be near?
To resist some temptation strong;
When for my deep grief
There is no relief,
Though my tears flow all the night long?
To the dearest on earth to me,
And my sad heart aches
Till it nearly breaks,
Is it aught to Him? Does He see?