Mark 6:45: Saviour, till Thy face I see

Saviour, till Thy face I see.
All is contrary to me.
Me whom Thou hast left alone.
Me whose toils to Thee are known:
In this dark tempestuous night
Me Thou keepest still in sight,
Wilt at last dispel the gloom,
Wilt to my deliverance come.

Nature cries, Deliver now!
Nature's will to Thine must bow:
Patience taught by Thy delay.
Lord, I for Thy coming stay,
Wait the leisure of the Lord,
Wait the soul-becahning word,
Hoping against hope believe,
Till my heart its peace receive.