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Awake, my soul, in joyful lays,
And sing thy great Redeemer's praise;
He justly claims a song from thee;
His loving-kindness-O how free!
He saw me ruined in the fall
Yet loved me notwithstanding all;
He saved me from my lost estate;
His loving-kindness-O how great!
When trouble, like a gloomy cloud,
Has gathered thick and thundered loud,
He near my soul has ever stood;
His loving-kindness-O how good!
Soon shall we mount and soar away
To the bright realms of endless day,
And sing, with rapture and surprise,
His loving-kindness, in the skies.
And sing thy great Redeemer's praise;
He justly claims a song from thee;
His loving-kindness-O how free!
He saw me ruined in the fall
Yet loved me notwithstanding all;
He saved me from my lost estate;
His loving-kindness-O how great!
When trouble, like a gloomy cloud,
Has gathered thick and thundered loud,
He near my soul has ever stood;
His loving-kindness-O how good!
Soon shall we mount and soar away
To the bright realms of endless day,
And sing, with rapture and surprise,
His loving-kindness, in the skies.
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