Come, O my soul, my every power awaking, Look unto Him whose goodness crowns thy days; While into song angelic choirs are breaking, O let thy voice its thankful tribute bring. Refrain Tell how alone the path of death He trod; Tell how He lives, thine advocate with God; Lift up thy voice, while Heav’n’s triumphant throng, Swell at His feet the everlasting song. Think, O my soul, now patiently He sought thee, Far, far away upon the mountain steep; Then in His arms how tenderly He brought thee, Home to His fold, a weary, wand’ring sheep. Refrain Sing, O my soul, and let thy pure devotion Rise to His throne, thy Savior, friend, and guide; Sing of His love that, like a mighty ocean, Flows unto thee, and all the world beside. Refrain Soon, O my soul, thine earthly house forsaking, Soon shalt thou rise the better world to see; Then will thy harp, a nobler strain awaking, Praise Him who died to purchase life for thee. Refrain