O God! Thy praises now
With rapture fill my heart,
Because I know that thou
Can’st healing power impart;
And give that depth of joy within,
That only springs from pardoned sin.
Thou wilt not let me fall,
While in thy strength I move,
And on thee cast my all,
Thy tender care to prove:
No! I shall rise to seek thy face,
And feel the kindlings of thy grace.
To all thy saints be near,
Thou source of light and love;
Their drooping spirits cheer,
With blessings from above;
Nor let one doubt or fear impair
Their faith in thee to answer prayer!
