266    C.M.     Isaac Watts
Doubts Scattered; or, Spiritual Joys Restored. Ps. 40. 3

1 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.

2 Darkness and doubts had veiled my mind,
  And drowned my head in tears,
  Till sovereign grace, with shining rays,
  Dispelled my gloomy fears.

3 O what immortal joys I felt,
  And raptures all divine,
  When Jesus told me I was his,
  And my Beloved mine!

4 In vain the tempter frights my soul,
  And breaks my peace in vain;
  One glimpse, dear Saviour, of thy face,
  Revives my joys again.