RS No. 386 

Thou Thinkest Lord... 

1 

Amid the trials which I meet,
Amid the thorns that pierce my feet,
One thought remains supremely sweet:
Thou thinkest, Lord, of me!

Refrain:
Thou thinkest, Lord, of me,
Thou thinkest, Lord, of me!
What need I fear when Thou art near,
And thinkest, Lord, of me?

2 

The cares of life come thronging fast,
Upon my soul their shadow cast;
Their gloom reminds my heart at last:
Thou thinkest, Lord, of me!

[Refrain]

3

Let shadows come, let shadows go;
Let life be bright or dark with woe;
I am content, for this I know:
Thou thinkest, Lord, of me! 

[Refrain