Hence from my soul, sad thoughts, begone,
And leave me to my joys;
My tongue shall triumph in my God,
And make a joyful noise.
Darkness and doubts had veiled my mind,
And drowned my head in tears,
Till sovereign grace with shining rays
Dispelled my gloomy fears.
O what immortal joys I felt,
And raptures all divine,
When Jesus told me I was his,
And my Beloved mine!
In vain the tempter frights my soul,
And breaks my peace in vain;
One glimpse, dear Savior, of thy face
Revives my joys again.
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|18.104.22.168||Hence from my soul, sad thoughts, begone||Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #II.73||Hymn 73||Isaac Watts||1806|