4 Jesus all the day long is my joy and my song; O that all to this refuge may fly! He has loved me, I cried, he has suffered and died To redeem such a rebel as I!
5 On the wings of his love I am carried above All my sin, and temptation, and pain; O why should I grieve, while on him I believe! O why should I sorrow again!
6 O the rapturous hight of that holy delight, Which I find in the life-giving blood! Of my Saviour possessed, I am perfectly blessed, Being filled with the fullness of God!
7 Now my remnant of days will I spend to his praise Who has died me from sin to redeem; Whether many or few, all my years are his due; They shall all be devoted to him.
8 What a mercy is this! what a heaven of bliss! How unspeakably happy am I! Gathered into the fold, with believers enrolled— With believers to live and to die!