Awake, my soul, to joyful lays,
And sing thy great Redeemers praise;
He justly claims a song from me,
His lovingkindness, oh, how free!
He saw me ruined by the fall,
Yet loved me notwithstanding all;
He saved me from my lost estate,
His lovingkindness, oh, how great!
Tho numrous hosts of mighty foes,
Tho earth and hell my way oppose,
He safely leads my soul along,
His lovingkindness, oh, how strong!
When trouble, like a gloomy cloud,
Has gathered thick and thundered loud,
He near my soul has always stood,
His lovingkindness, oh how good!
- Samuel Medley