THE HAPPY CHOICE!

Jesus! thy name to me hath charms, Outvieing all beneath the sun; Thy secret love my bosom warms, And in my soul 'tis heav'n begun!

No peace like that thy presence brings, No joys like those thou dost impart; Anon, with healing in thy wings, Thou com'st to heal the broken heart!

Thy footsteps may I always see, Under thy shadow may I dwell! I give my life, my all to thee, And triumph o'er the powers of Hell!

Thou dost my soul with rapture fill, No more for mammon I contend; I glory in the joys I feel, While thou dost comfort and defend!

O let thy name be always sweet As honey, from the rock, that flows; So shall I gladly turn my feet, Where'er my blessed Master goes!