1079    C.M.     A. Steele
“Say unto my soul, I am thy salvation.” Ps. 35. 3

1 Eternal Source of joys divine,
  To thee my soul aspires;
  O could I say, “The Lord is mine,”
  ’Tis all my soul desires.

2 Thy smile can give me real joy,
  Unmingled and refined;
  Substantial bliss, without alloy,
  And lasting as the mind.

3 Thy smile can gild the shades of woe,
  Bid stormy trouble cease,
  Spread the fair dawn of heaven below,
  And sweeten pain to peace.

4 My hope, my trust, my life, my Lord,
  Assure me of thy love;
  O speak the kind transporting word,
  And bid my fears remove.

5 Then shall my thankful powers rejoice,
  And triumph in my God,
  Till heavenly rapture tune my voice
  To spread thy praise abroad.