Lord, my soul with pleasure springs
      When Jesus' name I hear;

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 bosoms grateful swell,
      And eyes begin to shine.

Those the comforts I possess,
      Which God shall still increase,
All his ways are pleasantness,
      And all his paths are peace.
Nothing Jesus did or spoke,
      Henceforth let me ever slight;
For I love his easy yoke,
      And find his burden light.

~ William Cowper

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