Psalm 116

The Lord who saved me by His grace,
Who ransom'd the oppress'd.
My great redeeming Lord I praise.
And in His love I rest.
Since He a pitying ear did give,
And heard me when I pray'd,
I'll call upon Him while I live,
And never doubt His aid.

Pale death, with all his ghastly train,
My soul encompass'd round.
Sorrow, and sin, and doubt, and pain
On every side I found.
The torments of the damn'd I felt.
The pangs and agonies,
The gnawings of despairing guilt,
The worm that never dies.

To Thee, the sinner's Friend, I pray'd.
And did for succour flee;
O save, in my distress I said,
The soul that trusts in Thee.
Righteous the Lord, and rich in grace.
And ready to forgive,
The simple He delights to raise.
And by His love I live.

Then, O my soul, be never more
With anxious thoughts distress'd;
Return, for all the storm is o'er,
To thine eternal Rest.
On me the riches of His grace
My Saviour hath bestow'd.
And lo! I see His smiling face.
And bless my God, my God.

Mine eyes no longer drown'd in tears,
My feet from falling free,
Redeem'd from death and guilty fears,
Jesus, I live to Thee;
I walk exulting in Thy sight,
A hidden life above
I live, with all the sons of light,
A life of faith and love.

Thee, Lord, I with my heart believed.
And did my faith confess,
Tempted, and buffeted, and grieved.
And forced from man to cease.
Renouncing all their flattering aid
As lies and vanity,
Swift from the arm of flesh I fled,
And found my help in Thee.

What shall I render to my God
For all His mercies' store?
I '11 take the gifts He hath bestow'd,
And humbly ask for more.
The sacred cup of saving grace
I will with thanks receive,
And all His promises embrace,
And to His glory live.

My vows I will to His great name
Before His people pay.
And all I have, and all I am,
Upon His altar lay.
Him will I, with His saints, confess,
The souls He holds so dear,
Who died Himself to buy their peace,
And lives to save them here.

Thy lawful servant, Lord, I owe

Thee whate'er is mine.
Bom in Thy family below.
And by redemption Thine.
Thy hands created me, Thy hands
From sin have set me free,
The mercy that hath loosed my bands
Hath bound me fast to Thee.

The God of all-redeeming grace
My God I will proclaim,
Offer the sacrifice of praise,
And call upon His name;
Render my vows unto the Lord,
My gratitude approve.
And in His people's ears record
The wonders of His love.

Him will I praise, the Lord of all,
Midst Zion's festal throng,
And in His courts the' assembly call
To join the sacred song.
Praise Him, ye saints, the God of love,
Who hath my sins forgiven.
Till gather'd to the church above
We sing the songs of heaven.
PSALM cxvn.