We haven't had one of these for a while but this is good, especially the fourth verse. Samuel Medley (1738-1799) was a Baptist minister. After a false start as an apprentice, he joined the Royal Navy, becoming a midshipman in 1755. He was wounded in battle off Port Lagos in 1759 and during his recuperation read a sermon byIsaac Watts that led to his conversion. He then left the navy and studied for the ministry under Dr Gifford in London. In 1767, he became pastor at the Baptist church in Watford. In 1772, he began his ministry at Byron Street, Liverpool. Several of his hymns are still sung today.
Awake, my soul, to 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!
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!
Though numerous hosts of mighty foes,
Though earth and hell my way oppose,
He safely leads my soul along -
His lovingkindness, O how strong!
Though earth and hell my way oppose,
He safely leads my soul along -
His lovingkindness, O how strong!
When trouble, like a gloomy cloud,
Has gathered thick and thundered loud,
He near my soul has always stood -
His lovingkindness, O how good!
Often I feel my sinful heart
Prone from my Jesus to depart;
But though I have him oft forgot,
His lovingkindness changes not.
Has gathered thick and thundered loud,
He near my soul has always stood -
His lovingkindness, O how good!
Often I feel my sinful heart
Prone from my Jesus to depart;
But though I have him oft forgot,
His lovingkindness changes not.
Soon I shall pass the gloomy vale,
Soon all my mortal powers must fail;
O! may my last expiring breath
His lovingkindness sing in death.
Then let me mount and soar away
To the bright world of endless day;
And sing with raptures and surprise,
His lovingkindness in the skies.
Soon all my mortal powers must fail;
O! may my last expiring breath
His lovingkindness sing in death.
Then let me mount and soar away
To the bright world of endless day;
And sing with raptures and surprise,
His lovingkindness in the skies.
2 comments:
Hi Gary,
Nice to see the return of the weekly hymn. A great experiential piece, full of Christ's glory. I've never sung this, could you tell me what tune or meter it goes to?
We sang it to Mainzer (LM) but I noticed that cyberhymnal had it to something else extending the last line into more of a refrain
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