Scripture Verse

My lips shall greatly rejoice when I sing unto Thee; and my soul, which Thou hast redeemed. Psalm 71:23


Fanny Crosby

Words: Fan­ny Cros­by, in Songs of Re­deem­ing Love No. 2, by John R. Swe­ney et al. (Phi­la­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: John J. Hood, 1887), num­ber 3. Some hym­nals give the au­thor as Mart­ha J. Lank­ton, one of Fan­ny’s pseu­do­nyms.

Music: Will­iam J. Kirk­pat­rick (🔊 pdf nwc).

William J. Kirkpatrick


Sing, my soul! proclaim the holy rapture
Bursting now from every chord of thine;
Angel choirs, their highest numbers waking,
Never told the bliss of a joy like mine.


Saved and redeemed, thro’ simple faith in Jesus!
Now I am His, and He abides in me;
Saved and redeemed! Oh, shout aloud the story;
Hid with Him forevermore my life shall be.

Sing, my soul! the rock whereon thou standest,
Firm, unmoved, thy anchored hope shall keep;
He, thy Lord, still walking on the billow,
Calms the troubled wave like a child to sleep.


Hark, my soul! from distant realms eternal,
Borne in light on faith’s celestial wing,
Love’s glad songs to thee are gently wafted,
Songs that by and by thou wilt learn to sing.


Look, my soul! the morrow’s dawn is breaking;
Hail, oh, hail, thy heav’n on earth begun!
He, the Lord, such heights of joy revealing,
Holds the blessèd crown that will soon be won.