The Hartford Selection of Hymns ‎#VIII

VIII. The Loving-Kindness of the Redeemer

1 Awake, my soul, to 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' numerous hosts of mighty foes,
Tho' earth and hell my way oppose,
He safely leads my soul along,
His loving-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 Jesus 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 powers must fail;
O! may my last expiring breath
His loving-kindness sing in death.

7 Then let me mount and soar away,
To the bright worlds of endless day,
And sing with rapture and surprise,
His loving-kindness in the skies.

Text Information

• First Line: Awake, my soul, to joyful lays
• Title: The Loving-Kindness of the Redeemer
• Meter: L. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1799
• Scripture:
  Isaiah 63:7
• Topic: Redeemer: His lovingkindness

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