O my soul! what means this sadness?

Wherefore art thou thus cast down?

Let thy griefs be turned to gladness;

Bid thy restless fears begone;

Look to Jesus,

And rejoice in his dear name.

2 What though Satan’s strong temptations

Vex and grieve thee day by day

And thy sinful inclinations

Often fill thee with dismay;

Thou shalt conquer,

Through the Lamb’s redeeming blood.

3 Though 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 Though distresses now attend thee,

And thou treadest 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?