1 Awake my soul, in joyful lays,
And sing thy great Redeemer’s praise;
He justly claims a song from me,
His loving kindness, O how free!
2 He saw me ruin'd in the fall,
Yet lov'd me notwithstanding all;
He sav'd me from my lost estate,
His loving kindness O how great!
3 Tho' num'rous hosts of mighty foes,
Tho' earth, and ehll, my way oppose,
He safely leads my soul along,
His living kindness, O how strong!
4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud,
Has gather'd thick, and thunder'd loud,
He near my soul has always stood,
His loving kindness, O how good!
5 Often I feel my sinful heart,
Prone from my Jesys to depart;
But tho' I have him oft' forgot,
His loving kindness changes not.
6 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale,
Soon all my mortal pow'rs must fail;
Oh! may my last expiring breath,
His loving kindness sing, in death.
7 Then let me mount and soar away,
To the bright world of endless day;
And sing with rapture, and surprise,
His loving kindness, in the skies.
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First Line: | Awake, my soul, in joyous lays |
Title: | The Loving Kindness of the Lord Jesus |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1792 |
Scripture: | ; |
Topic: | The Eternal and Unchangeable Love of God, commemorated in Hymns of Thanksgiving |
Source: | Rippon's Coll. |
Notes: | Public Domain. |