Scripture Verse

O my soul, and forget not all His benefits. Psalm 103:2


Paul A. I. D. Bost (1790–1874)

Words: Krish­na Pal (1764–1822) (Jey Jone Apon Pran). Trans­lat­ed from Ben­ga­li to Eng­lish by Jo­shua Marsh­man, 1801.

Music: Ob­er­lin (Bost) Paul A. Bost (1790–1874). Ar­ranged by Tho­mas Hast­ings, 1835 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pic­ture of Marsh­man (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), or have the origin­al Ben­ga­li text for this hymn,

Krishna Pal (1764–1822)


O thou, my soul, forget no more
The friend who all thy misery bore;
Let every idol be forgot,
But, O my soul, forget Him not.

Jesus for thou a body takes,
Thy guilt assumes, thy fetters breaks,
Discharging all thy dreadful debt;
And canst thou e’er such love forget?

Renounce thy works and ways, with grief,
And fly to this most sure relief;
Nor Him forget, who left His throne,
And for thy life gave up His own.

Infinite truth and mercy shine,
In Him, and He Himself is thine:
And canst thou, then, with sin beset,
Such charms, such matchless charms, forget?

Ah! no—till life itself depart,
His name shall cheer and warm my heart;
And lisping this, from earth I’ll rise;
And join the chorus of the skies.

Ah! no—when all things else expire,
And perish in the general fire,
This name all others shall survive,
And through eternity shall live.