Old-Line Primitive Baptist Hymn and Tune Book

803 (L.M.) Samuel Medley

Assist my soul, my heav'nly King,

Thy everlasting love to sing;

And joyful spread Thy praise abroad,

As one, through grace, that's born of God.

No, it was not the will of man

My soul's new heav'nly birth began,

Nor will nor pow'r of flesh and blood

That turned my heart from sin to God.

Herein let self be all abased,

And sov'reign love alone confessed;

This be my song through all the road,

That born I am, and born of God.

Oh, 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.

And when th'appointed hour shall come,

That Thou wilt call me to my home,

Joyful I'd pass the chilling flood,

And die as one that's born of God.

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.