John Newton, 1779, from Olney Hymns, vol. 1, hymn 20
|How blest the righteous are|
When they resign their breath!
No wonder Balaam wished to share
In such a happy death.
2. Oh! let me die, said he,
3. The force of truth how great!
|4. But Balaam's wish was vain,|
His heart was insincere;
He thirsted for unrighteous gain,
And sought a portion here.
5. He seemed the Lord to know,
6. May you, my friends, and I,