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.”