By A Collection of Hymns

      C.M.
      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!

      2 In darkest shades, if thou appear,
      My dawning is begun;
      Thou art my souls bright morning star,
      And thou my rising sun.

      3 The opening heavens around me shine
      With beams of sacred bliss,
      If Jesus shows his mercy 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,
      To see and praise my Lord.

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