1 Salvation! O melodious sound
To wretched dying men!
Salvation, that from God proceeds,
And leads to God again.
2 Rescu'd from Hell's eternal gloom,
From fiends, and fires, and chains:
Rais'd to a Paradise of bliss,
Where love triumphant reigns!
3 But may a poor bewilder'd soul,
Sinful and weak as mine,
Presume to raise a trembling eye
To blessings so divine?
4 The lustre of so bright a bliss
My feeble heart o'erbears;
And unbelief almost perverts
The promise into tears.
5 My Savior God, no voice but thine
These dying hopes can raise:
Speak thy salvation to my soul,
And turn my prayer to praise.
Source: A Selection of Hymns: from the best authors, intended to be an appendix to Dr. Watt's psalms and hymns. (1st Am. ed.) #CXIII
First Line: | Salvation O melodious sound |
Title: | O Lord, Say Unto My Soul, I Am Thy Salvation |
Author: | Philip Doddridge |
Meter: | 8.6.8.6 |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |