Rise my soul, though heavy hearted.
Look and gaze on Mercy's face.
Rise my soul and fly to Jesus,
Giver of amazing grace.
Giver of amazing grace.

O faint of heart, O fearful soul,
Be not dismayed, be still and know;
He turns his face to shine upon
The faint of heart, the fearful one.

O wounded lamb, his precious child,
He see's the storm that's blowing wild.
He longs to shelter you from harm
Inside the haven of his arms.