IW
Verse 1
My God, the spring of all my joys,
The life of my delights,
The glory of my brightest days,
And comfort of my nights.
Verse 2
In darkest shades if he appear,
My dawning is begun;
He is my soul’s sweet morning star
And he my rising sun.
Verse 3
The opening heavens around me shine
With beams of sacred bliss,
While Jesus shews his heart is mine,
And whispers, “I am his!”
Verse 4
My soul would leave this heavy clay
At that transporting word,
Run up with joy the shining way
T’ embrace my dearest Lord.
Verse 5
Fearless of hell and ghastly death!
I’d break thro’ every foe;
The wings of love, and arms of faith
Should bear me conqueror thro’.
Isaac Watts, “My God, the Spring of All My Joys”