Hymn 80
Awake, my soul, to joyful lays
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 ruined in the fall,
Yet loved me notwithstanding all;
He saved me from my lost estate -
His loving kindness, O how great!
3
Though numerous hosts of mighty foes,
Though 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 gathered thick and thundered 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 though I have him oft forgot,
His loving kindness changes not.