Lay them quietly at His feet one by one;
Each desire, however sweet just begun;
Dreams still hazy, growing bright;
Hope just poised, winged for flight;
All your longing, each delight, every one;
At His feet and leave them there, never fear;
Every heartache, crushing care;
You will find Him always true,
Men may fail you, friends be few,
He will prove Himself to you,
Far more dear.
But as for me, I watch in hope for the LORD, I wait for God my Savior. My God will hear me.