Rich are the moments of blessing
Jesus my Saviour bestows
Pure is the well of salvation
Fresh from His mercy that flows
Ever He walketh beside me
Brightly His sunshine appears
Spreading a beautiful rainbow
Over the valley of tears
Rich are the moments of blessing
Lovely and hallowed and sweet
When from my labour at noontide
Calmly I rest at His feet
Why should I ever grow weary
Why should I faint by the way
Has He not promised to give me
Strength for the toils of the day
Though by the mist and the shadow
Sometimes my sky may be dim
Rich are the moments of blessing
Spent in communion with Him