Hence from My Soul, Sad Thoughts, Begone

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.

Darkness and doubts had veiled my mind

And drowned my head in tears

Till sov­er­eign grace with shin­ing rays

Dispelled my gloomy fears.

O what im­mor­tal joys I felt

And rap­tures all di­vine

When Je­sus told me I was His

And my Be­lov­èd mine.

In vain the tempt­er frights my soul

And breaks my peace in vain;

One glimpse

dear Sav­ior

of Thy face

Revives my joys again.