P.XXXI.I. To thee, O God of truth and love

1 To thee, O God of truth and love,
My spirit I commit;
Thou hast redeem'd my soul from death,
And sav'd me from the pit.

2 Despair and comfort, hope and fear
Maintain'd a doubtful strife;
While sorrow, pain, and sin conspir'd
To take away my life.

3 "My time is in thy hand, I cry'd,
"Though I draw near the dust:"
Thou art the refuge where I hide,
The God in whom I trust.

4 Oh make thy reconciled face
Upon thy servant shine,
And save me for thy mercy's sake,
For I'm entirely thine.

5 'Twas in my haste, my spirit said,
"I must despair and die,
"I am cut off before thine eyes;
But thou hast heart my cry.

6 Thy goodness how divinely free!
How sweet thy smiling face,
To those that fear thy majesty,
and trust thy promis'd grace.

7 Oh love the Lord, all ye his saints,
And sing his praises loud;
He'll bend his ear to your complaints,
And recompense the proud.

Text Information
First Line: To thee, O God of truth and love
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1816
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Topic: Deliverance from Death
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