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