"Distress" lyrics - CROOKED STILL

So fades the lovely blooming flower
Frail smiling solace of an hour
So soon our transient comforts fly
And pleasure only blooms to die

Is there no kind, no healing hour
To soothe the anguish of the heart
Spirit of grace be ever nigh
Thy comforts honor me to die

Let gentle patience smile on pain
Til dying hope revives again
Hope wipes the tear from sorrows eye
And faith points up towards the sky

So fades the lovely blooming flower
Frail smiling solace of an hour
So soon our transient comforts fly
And pleasure only blooms to die