Verse 1
While nature yielding to despair
Her blasted expectation mourns,
After a length of years, the prayer
In the most helpless case returns,
The powerful word at last comes down,
And lo, the barren bears a son!
Verse 2
Then let us patiently attend,
To Him the time and manner leave,
Till God the long-sought blessing send,
Till Christ his gracious fulness give,
And faith’s maturest fruit we prove
In finish’d holiness and love.