1 My God, the spring of all my joys,
The life of my delights,
The glory of my brightest days,
The comfort of my nights.

2 In darkest shades, if he appear,
My dawning is begun;
He is my soul's bright morning star,
And he my rising sun.

3 The opening heavens around me shine
With beams of sacred bliss,
While Jesus shows his heart is mine,
And whispers I am his!

4 My soul would leave this heavy clay
At that transporting word,
Run up with joy the shining way
T'embrace my dearest Lord.

5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death
I'd break through every foe;
The wings of love, and arms of faith
Should bear me conqueror through.