1 How happy are they, Who the Saviour obey, And have laid up their treasure above, Tongue cannot express The sweet comfort, and peace Of a soul in its earliest love. 2 That comfort was mine, When the favour Divine I first found in the blood of the Lamb; When my heart it believed, What a joy it received, What a heaven in Jesus’s name! 3 ’Twas an heaven below My Saviour to know; The angels could do nothing more Than fall at His feet, And the story repeat, And the Lover of sinners adore. 4 Jesus