I WILL extol Thee, Lord, my God, My life is raised on high; My soul is healed by Jesus’ blood, And I shall never die.
My heart in grateful praise shall sing, Remembering that blest hour, When nights of sorrow over sin Gave way to life and power.
Though for a while Thine anger warned Of hell and judgement due, Soon pardon, joy and favour dawned, And all my life was new.
Should I again grow confident In what I am, and do, My Lord shall over me repent, And hide His face from view.
Prevent it, Lord, O keep me near, Lest I should worthless prove; Cause me to walk in humble fear, With songs of thankful love.
Evangelical Psalter © The Wakeman Trust