1 O my soul, what means this sadness?
Wherefore art thou thus cast down?
Let thy griefs be turn'd to gladness,
Bid thy restless fears be gone:
Look to Jesus,
And rejoice in his dear name.

2 What tho' Satan's strong temptations
Vex and seize thee, day by day?
And thy sinful inclinations
Often fill thee with dismay?
Thou shalt conquer,
Thro' the lamb's redeeming blood.

3 Tho' ten thousand ills beset thee
From without, and from within;
Jesus saith, he'll ne'er forget thee,
But will save from hell and sin:
He is faithful
To perform his gracious word.

4 Tho' distresses now attend thee,
And thou tread'st the thorny road;
His right hand shall still defend thee,
Soon he'll bring thee home to God:
Therefore praise him,
Praise the great Redeemer's name.

5 O that I could now adore him,
Like the heavenly host above,
Who for ever bow before him,
And unceasing, sing his love!
Happy songsters!
When shall I your chorus join?