Verse 1
A pleasant heritage is mine,
In a fair land and good:
I ask’d, and gain’d the gift divine
For Jesus sake bestow’d:
Father, thou hast my sins pass’d by,
To me a pardon given,
And conscious of thy favor, I
Injoy the smiles of heaven.
Verse 2
Yet still I humbly sue for more,
A larger benefit,
A second blessing I implore,
To make the first compleat:
In all his fulness from above
The Comforter impart,
And let the well of life and love
Spring up within my heart.
Verse 3
Thy presence Lord, the fountain brings
Of purest holiness,
The upper and the nether springs,
The heights and depths of grace:
O might I into nothing sink,
Before the God unknown,
And rise the chrystal stream to drink
Which gushes from thy throne.