J. Worp, D. Sanderman
|I love the Lord, the fount of life and grace;|
He hears my voice, my cry and supplication,
Inclines His ear, gives strength and consolation;
In life, in death, my heart will seek His face.
|The cords of death held me in deep despair;|
The pangs of hell, like waves by tempest driven,
Rolled o'er my soul; by grief and sorrow riven,
I turned in my distress to God in prayer.
|I cried, Deliver Thou my soul, O Lord!|
Jehovah heard. I pledge Him my devotion.
The Lord is just, His grace wide as the ocean;
In boundless mercy He fulfils His word.
|The Lord preserves the meek most tenderly;|
Brought nigh to death, in Him I found salvation.
Come, thou my soul, relieved from agitation,
Turn to thy rest; the Lord has favored thee.
|Thou, O Jehovah, in Thy sovereign grace,|
Hast saved my soul from death and woe appalling,
Dried all my tears, secured my feet from falling.
Lo, I shall live and walk before Thy face.
|I have believed, and therefore did I speak|
When I was made to suffer tribulation;
I said in haste and bitter desperation:
All men are false, 'tis nought but lies they speak.
|What shall I render to Jehovah now|
For all the riches of His consolation?
With joy I'll take the cup of His salvation,
And call upon His Name with thankful vow.
|Before His saints I'll pay my vows to God;|
E'en in death's vale He keepeth me from evil;
How dear to God the dying of His people!
Praise Him, ye saints, and sound His Name abroad.
|I am, O Lord, Thy servant, bound yet free,|
Thy handmaid's son, whose shackles Thou hast broken;
Redeemed by grace, I'll render as a token
Of gratitude my constant praise to Thee.
|Jerusalem! Within thy courts I'll praise|
Jehovah's Name; and with a spirit lowly
Pay all my vows, O Zion, fair and holy,
Come join with me and bless Him all thy days!