1 Awake, my soul! Awake, my tongue!
My God demands the grateful song;
Let all my inmost pow’rs record
The wond’rous goodness of the Lord!

2 Divinely free his mercy flows,
Forgives my sins, allays my woes;
And bids approaching death remove,
And crowns me with a father’s love.

3 My youth, decay’d, his pow’r repairs;
His hand sustains my growing years;
He satisfies my mouth with food,
And feeds my soul with heav’nly good.

4 His mercy with unchanging rays
Forever shines, while time decays;
And children’s children shall record
The truth and goodness of the Lord.

5 While all his works his praise proclaim,
And men and angels bless his name,
O let my heart, my life, my tongue,
Attend, and join the sacred song!

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Blessy Christlin


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