118. Awake, each saint, in joyful lays

1 Awake, each saint, in joyful lays,
To sing the great Redeemer's praise'
He justly claims a song from thee:
His loving-kindness, oh how free!

2 He saw us ruined in the fall,
Yet loved us notwithstanding all;
He saved us from our lost estate:
His loving-kindness, oh how great!

3 Though num'rous hosts of mighty foes,
Though earth and hell our way oppose,
He safely leads His saints along:
His loving-kindness, oh how strong!

4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud,
Has gathered thick, and thundered loud,
He with His Church has always stood:
His loving-kindness, oh how good!

5 Soon shall we mount and soar away
To the bright realms of endless day,
And sing with rapture and surprise
His loving-kindness in the skies.

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First Line: Awake, each saint, in joyful lays
Language: English
Publication Date: 1881
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