207.  How Happy Are They!

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O how happy are they
Who the Saviour obey
And have laid up their treasures above!
Tongue can never express
The sweet comfort and peace
Of a soul filled with heavenly love.

Chorus
O how happy are they Who the Saviour obey,
How happy, how happy are they.

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That sweet comfort is mine,
Since the favor divine
I received thru the blood of the Lamb;
When my heart first believed,
What a joy I received,
What a heaven in his blessed name!

3
‘Tis a heaven below
My Redeemer to know;
Even angels can do nothing more
Than to fall at his feet,
And the story repeat,
And the Saviour of sinners adore.

4
Jesus all the day long
Is my joy and my song.
O that all his salvation may see!
He hath loved me, I cried,
He hath suffered and died,
To redeem and from death set me free.