“Say unto my soul, I am thy salvation.” Ps. 35. 3
A. Steele C.M.
1
Eternal Source of joys divine,
To thee my soul aspires;
O could I say, “The Lord is mine,”
’Tis all my soul desires.
2
Thy smile can give me real joy,
Unmingled and refined;
Substantial bliss, without alloy,
And lasting as the mind.
3
Thy smile can gild the shades of woe,
Bid stormy trouble cease,
Spread the fair dawn of heaven below,
And sweeten pain to peace.
4
My hope, my trust, my life, my Lord,
Assure me of thy love;
O speak the kind transporting word,
And bid my fears remove.
5
Then shall my thankful powers rejoice,
And triumph in my God,
Till heavenly rapture tune my voice
To spread thy praise abroad.
