My Soul shouts glory to the Son of God,

For the work free grace hath done;

My faith looks upward with a steadfast eye

That is clear as the noonday-

sun.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Halleujah! Hallelujah!

Halleujah to the Saviour I adore

I will praise Him, I will praise

Him,

Halleujah! I will praise Him

ever more.              

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Soul shouts glory to the Son of God,

Not a cloud nor a care I see;

My hope is clinging with a perfect trust

To the cross He has borne for me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Soul shouts glory to the Son of God,

In His secret place I dwell;

His constant presence overshades me there,

And my joy there is none can tell.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Soul shouts glory to the Son of God,

And I know it will not be long;

Till over the river, where the saints have gone,

I shall join their eternal song.