Text: | O, how happy are they |
Author: | Charles Wesley |
Tune: | CONVERT |
Composer: | Unknown |
1 O, how happy are they
Who their Saviour obey,
And have laid up their treasure above!
Tongue can never express
The sweet, comfort and peace
Of a soul in its earliest love.
2 That sweet comfort is mine,
Since the favor divine
I received through the blood of the Lamb;
Since my heart first believed,
What a joy I've received,
What a heaven in Jesus' dear name!
3 'Tis a heaven below
My Redeemer to know;
And the angels can do nothing more
Than to fall at his feet,
And the story repeat,
And the Lover of sinners adore.
4 Jesus all the day long
Is my joy and my song;
O that all to this refuge might fly!
He hath loved me, indeed,
He did suffer and bleed,
To redeem such a rebel as I.
5 On the wings of his love,
I am carried above
All my sin, and temptation, and pain;
O, that all would believe,
And by sin never grieve,
And thus cause him to suffer again.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | O, how happy are they |
Author: | Charles Wesley |
Publication Date: | 1886 |
Topic: | The Sinner: Repentance and Acceptance |
Notes: | Public Domain. |