Hymnal: The Christian Psalmist
Compiler: Silas W Leonard and A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: S W Leonard
First Line: How happy are they who their Saviour obey
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: C Wesley
Meter: 11s and 9s
Hymn Number: <no hymn number given>
Page Number: 381, click to see hymnal pages
HOW happy are they Who their Saviour obey,
And have laid up their treasures above!
Tongue cannot express The sweet comfort and peace
Of a soul in its earliest love!
That comfort was mine, When the favor divine
I first found in the blood of the Lamb;
When my heart it believed, What a joy I received,
What a heaven in Jesus' name!
'Twas a heaven below My Redeemer to know,
And the angels could do nothing more,
Than fall at his fee, And the story repeat,
And the Lover of sinners adore.
Jesus all the day long Was my joy and my song;
O that all his salvation might see!
He hath loved me, I cried, He hath suffer'd and died,
To redeem a poor rebel like me.
On the wings of his love I was carried above
All sin, and temptation, and pain;
I could not believe, That I ever should grieve,
That I ever should suffer again.
I rode on the sky, Freely justified I,
Nor did envy Elijah his seat;
My soul mounted higher, In a chariot of fire,
And the moon it was under my feet.
O the rapturous hight Of that holy delight,
Which I felt in the life-giving blood!
Of my Saviour possest, I was perfectly blest,
As if fill'd with the fulness of God.