First Line: O aching heart, with sorrow torn,

O aching heart, with sorrow torn,
Thy Lord is near and knows !
He knows it all -----the feet way-worn,
The weary cares and woes,
The load of grief in anguish borne,
Thy Lord is near: ... He knows.

He knows, . . He knows ; . .
Thy Lord is near : He knows.

2 O fainting soul, with doubts oppressed,
Thy Lord is near and knows !
He knows it all-----how thou art pressed
On every side with foes,
He waits to be thy cherished Guest ;
Thy Lord is near: ... He knows.

3 O weary head, that fain would rest,
Thy Lord is near and knows !
He knows it all, and on His breast
Thou raayest now repose ;
Drop every care at His behest ;
Thy Lord is near : He knows.

4 O lonely one, live thou thy best,
Thy Lord is near and knows !
He knows it all, sees every test-----
Yes, every tear that flows :
Rejoice, faint heart, His way is best ;
Thy Lord is near : He knows.