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Pure happiness is mine again –a free delight in Jesus’ wordthat flows afresh in joyous song.Where’er I am, I praise the Lord.I’ll witness to my Saviorand to his boundless, faithful love.I’ll bow before the Lord each dayand send my thanks to heaven above.It is the devil’s trick to thinkthe humble should be always still.The Lord disperses Satan’s liesand bids me witness at his will.I’ll put my hand in Jesus’, then,and trust his endless loyalty.However dangerous it seem,I’ll follow him, where’er he be.Halle, November 1, 1905Jesus, my kingBrothers, Christ has let me takehim to my heart – the Lord of lords –has welcomed me, my thirst to slake;my tired soul at his cross restores.I, though meaner than the meanest,may still come before his throne;though impure before his purenessin his footsteps still may go.Yes, the King accepts my kisses,lets me rest against his heart.He turns from no one, no one misses,but to all his good imparts.Yes, he bids me stay beside him,lets me stand by him each day,and though the Foe’s attacks be grim,Jesus drives them all away.Halle, November 1905O Jesus, Jesus, none but heshall light my path, and my strength be!O Jesus, Jesus, he alone –forever my all and only one.Halle, November 1, 1905P O E M S & R H Y M E D P R A Y E R S:E B E R H A R D A R N O L D 12