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:
Who 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.