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!
While attending Wheaton College, one of my roommates, Kimberly Long (Wyckoff), and I would sing “His Lovingkindness” while we walked the six blocks to campus in the morning. In the evenings when we walked home, we sang heartily, “Great Is Thy Faithfulness.” The idea came to us from Psalm 92:2: “To show forth thy lovingkindness in the morning, and thy faithfulness every night.