XLVIII. Here I will dwell

1 Ah me, I'm never well but when
I on my best Beloved lean,
Then I am never ill;
Crosses and Trials all are slight,
And Pain is sweet, and Troubles light,
Come whatsoever will.

2 Here I could wish my greatest Foe,
Might rest like me, and happy know
The Riches of the Lamb;
The Streets then would be full of Praise,
Of Jesu's Blood, his gracious Ways,
His Mercy and his Name.

3 If Jesus will permit me, I
Will leaning on him live and die,
And great the Blessing count;
My Life dear Lord, I'd live to Thee,
My Death should also glorious be,
Like Moses in the Mount.

4 By sweet Experience I'd proclaim
Unto the Followers of the Lamb,
Hear me, my Friends, I say:
For I am happy, I am well,
Belov'd of God unchangable!
And with him Night and Day.

Text Information
First Line: Ah me, I'm never well but when
Title: Here I will dwell
Language: English
Publication Date: 1774
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