My soul, to his commands submit,
for they are holy, just and true.
3 There is a gospel of rich grace,
whence sinners all their comfort draw
Lord, I repent and seek thy face,
for I have often broke thy law.
4 There is an hour when I must die,
nor do I know how soon ’twill come;
A thousand children young as I
are called by death to hear their doom.