BERNE-As traditionally sung
Note that the book from which this song was taken is currently out of print.
Hear me O Lord, nor hide thy face,
But answer lest I die;
Hast thou not built a throne of grace,
To hear when sinners cry.
My days are wasted like the smoke,
dissolving in the air,
My strenght is dry'd my heart is broke,
And sinking in despair.