Juvenile Choir ‎#44

44. Awake! my soul, in joyful lays

1 Awake, my soul, in joyful lays,
And sing thy great Redeemers' praise;
He justly claims a song from thee,
His loving kindness, O how free!
His loving kindness, O how free!

2 He saw me ruined in the fall
Yet loved me not withstanding all,
He saved me from my lost estate,--
His loving kindness, O how great!

3 Tho' numerous hosts of mighty foes,
Tho' earth and hell my way oppose,
He safely leads my soul along,--
His loving kindness, O how strong!

4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud,
Has gather'd thick, and thunder'd loud,
He near my soul has always stood,--
His loving kindness, O how good!

5 Often I feel my sinful heart
Prone from my Saviour to depart;
BUt though I oft have him forgot,
His loving kindness changes not.

6 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale,
Soon all my mortal powers must fail;
O! may my last expiring breath
His loving kindness sing in death.

Text Information

• First Line: Awake, my soul, in joyful lays
• Title: Awake! my soul, in joyful lays
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1840

Tune Information

• Name: [Awake, my soul, in joyful lays]
• Composer: Whitaker (arr.)
• Key: G Major or modal