Son Of God If Thy Free Grace

Son of God, if thy free grace Again [has/hath] raised me up. Called me still to seek thy face, And given me back my hope: Still thy timely help afford, And all thy loving-kindness show: Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord, And never let me go.

By me, O my Saviour, stand In sore temptation’s hour; Save me with thine outstretched hand, And show forth all thy power; O be mindful of thy word, Thy all-sufficient grace bestow: Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord, And never let me go!

Give me, Lord, a holy fear, And fix it in my heart, That I may from evil near With timely care depart; Sin be more than hell abhorred; Till thou destroy the tyrant foe, Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord, And never let me go!

Never let me leave thy breast, From thee, my Saviour, stray; Thou art my support and rest, My true and living way; My exceeding great reward, In heav’n above and earth below: Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord, And never let me go!