Hark my soul it is the Lord;
’Tis thy Saviour, hear His word;
Jesus speaks He speaks to thee:
Say poor sinner, lov’st thou me?
“I delivered thee when bound,
And when wounded healed thy wound;
Sought thee wand’ring, set thee right,
Turned thy darkness into light.
“Can a mother’s tender care
Cease towards the child she bare?
Yes, she may forgetful be,
Yet I will remember thee.
“Mine is an unchanging love,
Higher than the heights above,
Deeper than the depths beneath,
Free and faithful, strong as death.