And sing thy great Redeemer's praise;
He justly claims a song from me!
His loving kindness, oh how free!
He saw me ruined by the fall,
But loved me notwithstanding all;
He saved me from my lost estate,
His loving kindness, oh how great!
Though num'rous hosts of mighty foes,
Though earth and hell my way oppose,
He safely leads my soul along,
His loving kindness, oh how strong!
When trouble, like a gloomy cloud,
Has gathered thick, and thundered loud,
He near my soul has always stood;
His loving kindness, oh how good!
Often I feel my sinful heart
Prone from my Jesus to depart;
But though I have Him oft forgot,
His loving kindness changes not.
Soon I shall pass the gloomy vale,
Soon all my mortal pow'rs must fail.
O! may my last expiring breath
His loving kindness sing in death!
Then let me mount and soar away
To that bright land of endless day,
And sing, with rapture and surprise,
His loving kindness in the skies.