Tarry not Oh Lord Make haste to help me For I am poor and needy Humble and of a contrite heart But you oh Lord are great And greatly to be praised You hear before I call Answer before I ask Lord you are a God Who is with the afflicted With those who mourn Speak your word And I shall be healed Speak your word And I shall be delivered Tarry not Oh Lord Make haste to help me My tears have become My drink My cries have become My bread I seek thee with all my heart In you alone is my trust In you alone is my hope For you are a God Who is close to all You hear and answer prayer Make haste to help me And tarry not |