I know that my Redeemer lives,
And ever prays for me;
A token of His love He gives,
A pledge of liberty.
I find Him lifting up my head;
He brings salvation near:
His presence makes me free indeed;
And He will soon appear.
He wills that I should holy be:
What can withstand His will?
The counsel of His grace in me
He surely shall fulfil.
Jesus, I hang upon Thy word:
I steadfastly believe
Thou wilt return, and claim me, Lord.
And to Thyself receive.