362. God of our life, to Thee we call

God of our life, to Thee we call,

Afflicted at Thy feet we fall;

When the great water-floods prevail,

Leave not our trembling hearts to fail.

Friend of the friendless and the faint,

Where shall we pour our sad complaint? "

Where but with Thee, whose open door

Invites the helpless and the poor?

Did ever sinner plead with Thee,

And Thou reject his lowly plea?

Does not Thy word still pledged remain,

That none shall seek Thy face in vain?

Then hear, O Lord, our humble cry,

And bend on us Thy pitying eye;

To Thee their prayer Thy people make,

"Hear us, for our Redeemer's sake.