369 Hymn 49
William Cowper
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True pleasures.
Lord my soul with pleasure springs, When Jesus’ name I hear; And when God the Spirit brings The word of promise near. Beauties too, in holiness, Still delighted I perceive; Nor have words that can express The joys thy precepts give. | Clothed in sanctity and grace, How sweet it is to see Those who love thee as they pass, Or when they wait on thee: Pleasant too, to sit and tell What we owe to love divine; Till our grateful bosoms swell, And eyes begin to shine. | Those the comforts I possess, Which God shall still increase; All his ways are pleasantness, Pr 3:17 And all his paths are peace: Nothing JESUS did or spoke, Henceforth let me ever slight; For I love his easy yoke, Mt 11:30 And find his burden light. | |
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