Music by attr. William Caldwell, words by Samuel Medley
Awake, my soul, my voice I raise,
And sing my great Redeemer's praise;
He justly claims a song from me:
His lovingkindness, oh, how free!
Lovingkindness, lovingkindness,
His lovingkindness, oh, how free!
He saw me ruined in the fall,
Yet loved me notwithstanding all;
He saved me from my lost estate:
His lovingkindness, oh, how great!
Lovingkindness, lovingkindness,
His lovingkindness, oh, how great!
Through numerous hosts of mighty foes,
Where earth and hell my way oppose,
He safely leads my soul along:
His lovingkindness, oh, how strong!
Lovingkindness, lovingkindness,
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!
Lovingkindness, lovingkindness,
His lovingkindness, oh, how good!
Soon shall we mount and soar away
To the bright realms of endless day,
And sing, with wonder and surprise,
His lovingkindness in the skies.
Lovingkindness, lovingkindness,
His lovingkindness in the skies.