If grief for grief can touch thee

Joan Littlejohn

If grief for grief can touch thee

If answering woe for woe

If any ruth can melt thee

Come to me now

I cannot be more lonely

More drear I cannot be

My worn heart throbs so wildly

'Twill break for thee

And when the world despises

When heaven repels my prayer

Will not my angel comfort?

Mine idol hear?

Yes by the tears I've poured

By all my hours of pain

Oh I will surely win thee

Beloved, again