1 To God, my Savior and my king,
Fain would my soul her tribute bring
Join me, ye saints, in songs of praise,
For ye have known and felt his grace.
2 Wretched and helpless once I lay,
Just breathing all my life away;
He saw me welt'ring in my blood,
And felt the pity of a God.
3 With peed he fled to my relief,
Bound up my wounds, and sooth'd my grief;
Pour'd joys divine into my heart,
And bade each anxious fear depart.
4 These proofs of love, my dearest lord,
Deep in my breast I will record:
The life which I from thee receive,
To thee, behold, I freely give.
5 My heart and tongue shall tune thy praise,
Thro' the remainder of my days;
And when I join the powers above,
My soul shall better sing thy love.
Source: A Selection of Hymns: from the best authors, intended to be an appendix to Dr. Watt's psalms and hymns. (1st Am. ed.) #LXXXII