Awake, my soul, in joyful lays
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Awake, my soul, in joyful lays,And sing thy great Redeemer's praise;He justly claims a song from me,His loving kindness, O, how free!
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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!
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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!
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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!
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And when earth's rightful King shall comeTo take his ransomed people home,I'll sing upon that blissful shoreHis loving-kindness evermore.