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LOVING-KINDNESS
By: Samuel Medley (1738-1799)
Awake, my
soul, in joyful lays,
And sing thy great Redeemer’s praise;
He justly claims a song from me,
His loving-kindness is so free.
He saw me ruined in the fall,
Yet loved me notwithstanding all,
And saved me from my lost estate,
His loving-kindness is so great.
When I was Satan’s easy prey,
And deep in debt in bondage lay,
He paid His life for my discharge,
His loving-kindness is so large.
Through
mighty hosts of cruel foes,
Where earth and hell my way oppose.
He safely leads my soul along.
His loving-kindness is so strong.
When earthly friends forsake me quite,
And I have neither skill nor might.
He’s sure my helper to appear.
His loving-kindness is so near.
So, when I pass deaths gloomy vale,
And life, and mortal powers shall fail,
O may my last expiring breath
His loving-kindness sing in death.
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