3 In life, thy promises of aid
Forbid my heart to be afraid;
In death, peace gently vails the eyes,—
Christ rose, and I shall surely rise.
57 Loving Kindness, L. M. S. Medley.
i Awake, my soul, to joyful lays,
And sing the great Redeemer's praise;
He justly claims a song from thee ;
His loving-kindness, oh, how free!
2 He saw me ruined in the fall,
Yet loved me, notwithstanding all:
He saved me from my lost estate:
His loving-kindness, oh, how great!
3 Though numeroas hosts of mighty foes,
Though earth and hell my way oppose,
He safely leads my soul along:
His loving-kindness, oh, how strong!
4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud,
Has gathered thick and thundered loud,
He near my soul has always stood:
His loving-kindness, oh, how good!