To such as needed kindness; for this single cause,
That we have all of us a human heart.
Wordsworth.
Awake, my soul, in joyful lays,
And sing thy great Redemer’s praise;
He justly claims a song from me,
His loving-kindness O how free!
He saw me ruined in the fall,
Yet loved me notwithstanding all:
He saved me from my lost estate,