1 While I am blest with youthful bloom,
I will adore the Sacred Lamb,
That bled and died for me:
If God inspire my heart with grace,
And lets me see his shining face,
A pilgrim I will be.
2 I'll leave this world with all its toys,
And seek those far superior joys,
That do in Jesus dwell:
If Jesus be my God and king,
Immortal triumph I will sing,
O'er all the powers of hell.
3 A frowning world I will defy,
And all those flattering charms deny,
If Jesus stands my friend:
Not long I have this storm to stand,
On this ensnaring barren land;
My conflict soon will end.
4 Jesus my friend, my cause will plead,
Conduct my steps, supply my need,
And never let me fall:
Jesus will all my foes destroy--
Will be my life, my strength, my joy;
Jesus is all in all.
5 With joy I'll spend my fleeting days,
To sound abroad his heavenly praise,
And tell the world his love.
And when I quit this mortal stage,
I shall in sacred strains engage,
Among the saints above.
6 Where I shall with my Jesus dwell,
In joys beyond what tongue can tell,
On that immortal shore;
Jesus my love shall be my joy,
His praises be my sweet employ,
And part from him no more.
Divine Hymns, or Spiritual Songs: for the use of religious assemblies and private Christians 1800