Thy Loving-Kindness, Lord, I Sing

Thy lov­ing-kind­ness

Lord

I sing

Of grace and life the sac­red spring—

In blood o’er­flow­ing

rich and free

In lov­ing-kind­ness shed for me.

Loving-kind­ness

lov­ing-kind­ness

His lov­ing-kind­ness

oh

how free!

I to Thy mer­cy seat re­pair

And find Thy lov­ing-kind­ness there;

And when to Thy sweet Word I go

Thy lov­ing-kind­ness there I know.

Each ev­en­ing from the world apart

Thy lov­ing-kind­ness cheers my heart;

And when the day sa­lutes my eyes

Thy lov­ing-kind­ness doth arise.

Lord

from the mo­ment of my birth

I’ve no­thing known but love on earth;

By day

by night

wher­e’er I be

Thy lov­ing-kind­ness fol­lows me.

From dai­ly sin and dai­ly woe

Thy lov­ing-kind­ness saves me now;

And I will praise

for sins for­giv­en

Thy lov­ing-kind­ness

all

in Heav­en.