Text: | Song of the Redeemed |
Father, source of every blessing,
Tune my heart to grateful lays!
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for ceaseless songs of praise.
Teach me some melodious measure,
Sung by raptured saints above;
Fill my soul with sacred pleasure,
While I sing redeeming love.
Thou didst seek me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold above;
Thou, to save my soul from danger,
Didst redeem me with Thy love.
By Thy hand restored, defended,
Safe through life thus far I’ve come;
Safe, O Lord, when life is ended,
Bring me to my heavenly home.
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First Line: | Father, source of every blessing |
Title: | Song of the Redeemed |
Meter: | 7s. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1866 |