5 ['Twas in my haste, my spirit said, "I must despair and die, "I am cut off before thine eyes;" But thou hast heard me cry.]
6 Thy goodness how divinely free! How wondrous is thy grace To those that fear thy majesty, And trust thy promises!
7 O love the Lord, all ye his saints, And sing his praises loud; He'll bend his ear to your complaints, And recompense the proud.