Lord, my soul with pleasure springs <br />When Jesu's name I hear: <br />And when God the Spirit brings <br />The word of promise near: <br />Beauties too, in holiness, <br />Still delighted I perceive; <br />Nor have words that can express <br />The joys Thy precepts give. <br /> <br />Clothed in sanctity and grace, <br />How sweet it is to see <br />Those who love Thee as they pass, <br />Or when they wait on Thee. <br />Pleasant too to sit and tell <br />What we owe to love Divine; <br />Till our bosoms grateful swell, <br />And eyes begin to shine. <br /> <br />Those the comforts I possess, <br />Which God shall still increase, <br />All His ways are pleasantness, <br />And all His paths are peace. <br />Nothing Jesus did or spoke, <br />Henceforth let me ever slight; <br />For I love His easy yoke, <br />And find His burden light.<br /><br />William Cowper<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/true-pleasures/
