467 Sing, my soul, his wondrous love

1 Sing, my soul, his wondrous love, who, from yon bright throne above, ever watchful o’er our race, still to us extends his grace.

2 Heaven and earth by him were made; all is by his scepter swayed; what are we that he should show so much love to us below?

3 God, the merciful and good, bought us with the Savior’s blood, and, to make salvation sure, guides us by his Spirit pure.

4 Sing, my soul, adore his Name! Let his glory be thy theme: praise him till he calls thee home; trust his love for all to come.