Why so cast down, dejected soul? Why so cast down?

A loving Christ is near;

Your broken bones He can make whole,

And drooping spirit cheer.

If guilty stings your conscience feel,

And pierce you through and through,

Yet past backslidings Christ can heal,

And love you freely too.

If justice draw its flaming sword,

and seems intent to kill,

On Jesus call, and trust His Word,

And you shall praise Him still.

Your soul with tempests may be tossed,

And Satan sorely thrust;

Yet sure no soul shall e’er be lost

Who makes the Lord his trust.

Dear Jesus, show Your smiling face,

And Calvary’s peace impart.

Display the power of saving grace.

And cheer a troubled heart.

Refresh my eye with sweeter light,

and whisper in my ear

“Your soul is precious in my sight,

You have no need to fear.”