Samuel Medley

 

Awake, my soul, in joyful lays

To sing thy great Redeemer’s praise:

 
Awake, my soul, in joyful lays

To sing thy great Redeemer’s praise:

He justly claims a song from thee;

His loving-kindness, ho, how free!

 

He saw us ruined in the Fall,

Yet loved us notwithstanding all.

He saved us from our lost estate:

His loving-kindness, oh, how great!

 

Though num’rous hosts of mighty foes,

Though earth and hell our way oppose,

He safely leads His saints along:

His loving kindness, oh, how strong!

 

When trouble, like a gloomy cloud,

Has gathered thick, and thundered loud,

He with His Church has always stood:

His loving-kindness, oh, how good!

 

Soon shall we mount and soar away

To the bright realms of endless day,

And sing with rapture and surprise

His loving-kindness in the skies.

 

 

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