O How happy are they
# 215 in  the Goble Hymnal

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O how happy are they,
Who their Savior obey,
And whose treasures are laid up above!
Tongue can not express
The sweet comfort and peace
Of a soul in its earliest love.

That sweet comfort was mine
When the  favor divine
I first found I the blood of the Lamb;
When my heart first believed
What a joy I received!
What a heaven in Jesus' name!

'Twas a heaven below
My Redeemer to know,
And the angels could do nothing more
Than to fall at his feet,
And the story repeat,
And the Savior of sinners adore.

Jesus, all the day long,
Was my joy and my song;
Oh that more his salvation might see:
He hath loved me, I cried,
He hath suffered and died
To redeem such a rebel as me.

On the wings of his love
I was carried above
Every sin, and temptation, and pain!
I could scarcely believe
That I ever should grieve,
That I ever should suffer again.

O, the rapturous height
Of that holy delight,
Which I felt in the sin-cleansing blood!
Of the Savior possessed,
I was perfectly blest--
Overwhelmed I the fullness of God.

Lo! the day's drawing nigh
When, my soul, thou shalt fly
To the place thy salvation began;
Where the Three that are One,
Father, Spirit, and Son,
Laid the scheme of redemption for man.