I love my blessed Savior,
I feel I’m in his favor,
And I am his forever,
If I but faithful prove;
And now I’m bound for Canaan,
I feel my sins forgiven,
And soon shall get to heaven,
To sing redeeming love.

The pleasing time is hast’ning,
My tott’ring frame is wasting,
Whilst I’m engaged in praising,
Impelled by his love.
When yonder shining orders,
Who sing on Canaan’s borders,
Shall bear me to the Lord there,
To praise his name above.

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