By A Collection of Hymns

      L.M. Psalm cxvi. 8.
      1 MY soul, through my Redeemer's care,
      Saved from the second death I feel,
      My eyes from tears of dark despair,
      My feet from falling into hell.

      2 Wherefore to him my feet shall run,
      My eyes on his perfections gaze,
      My soul shall live for God alone,
      And all within me shout his praise.