Where Shall My Soul Begin to Sing?

Where shall my soul be­gin to sing

The great Re­deem­er’s love?

To praise the ev­er­last­ing King

Who left His throne ab­ove?

O love

what a de­light­ful theme!

How charm­ing is the sound!

Twas love that did the world re­deem

No oth­er help was found.

Angels have strove

but all in vain

To view the great de­sign;

’Tis mys­te­ry all: they can’t ex­plain

The depth of love di­vine.

My fee­ble song I can­not raise

As an­gels do ab­ove;

Yet while I’ve breath I’ll sing the praise

Of this re­deem­ing love.

And when I lose this stam­mer­ing tongue

I’ll sing as loud as they;

Salvation shall be all my song

Through one eter­nal day.