1 My God, the Spring of all my joys,
The Life of my delights,
The Glory of my brightest days,
And Comfort of my nights:
2 In darkest shades, if He appear,
My dawning is begun;
He is my soul’s sweet Morning Star,
And he my rising Sun.
3 The opening heavens around me shine
With beams of sacred bliss,
While Jesus shows His heart is mine,
And whispers, I am His.
4 My soul would leave this heavy clay
At that transporting word,
Run up with joy the shining way,
T’embrace my dearest Lord.
5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death,
I’d break through every foe;
The wings of love and arms of faith
Would bear me conqueror through.
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First Line: | My God, the Spring of all my joys |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1870 |
Topic: | Christians: their life and experience; Conversion; Freedom, in Christ(9 more...) |
Notes: | Author from index: Watts |