Assist my soul, my heavenly King

Verse 1

Assist my soul, my heavenly King, Thy everlasting love to sing; And joyful spread thy praise abroad, As one, through grace, that’s born of God.

Verse 2

[No, it was not the will of man My soul’s new heavenly birth began; Nor will nor power of flesh and blood That turned my heart from sin to God.]

Verse 3

Herein let self be all abased, And sovereign love alone confessed; This be my song through all the road, That born I am, and born of God.

Verse 4

O may this love my soul constrain To make returns of love again; That I, while earth is my abode, May live like one that’s born of God.

Verse 5

[May I thy praises daily show, Who hast created all things new, And washed me in a Saviour’s blood To prove that I’m a son of God.]

Verse 6

And when the appointed hour shall come, That thou wilt call me to my home, Joyful I’ll pass the chilling flood, And die as one that’s born of God.

Verse 7

Then shall my soul triumphant rise To its blest mansion in the skies; And in that glorious, bright abode, Sing then as one that’s born of God.