A E A E
Now shall my inward joys arise,
A D E
And burst into a song;
A D Bm E
Almighty love inspires my heart,
Bm D E A
And pleasure tunes my tongue.
A E A E
God, on His thirsty Zion’s hill,
A D E
Some mercy drops has thrown;
A D Bm E
And solemn oaths have bound His love
Bm D E A
To show’r salvation down.
A E A E
Why do we then indulge our fears,
A D E
Suspicions and complaints?
A D Bm E
Is He a God, and shall His grace
Bm D E A
Grow weary of His saints?