He knoweth our frame, and He careth,
Our High Priest is pleading above,
He's willing and able to help us,
He's touched in His great heart of love.
He knoweth, and He hath compassion,
He's touched with our feeling of pain;
He knows, and is ready to succour,
Because He has suffered the same.
He tells us to come to Him boldly,
He's ready to e'er intercede;
To give us the grace that is needed,
And for our infirmities plead.
He knoweth our frame, yes, how restful!
To leave in His hands all our care;
To trust Him for grace and deliverance,
To tell Him about all in prayer.
And God has a purpose in suffering,
The Glory ahead is in view;
'Tis only in love He allows it,
Preparing a blessing for you.
Lord, grant us the grace to in patience,
Endure any suffering and pain,
That Thou in Thy wisdom alloweth,
To bring to our souls greater gain.
'Tis comforting e'er to remember,
Our High Priest, the Lord over all,
Is touched by our feeling of weakness,
And hastens to answer our call.
Then trust Him, my soul, and come boldly,
And tell Him each grief by the way;
For He will in mercy sustain you,
And grace He will give for the day.