1 Jesus! the very thought of Thee
With sweetness fills the breast;
But sweeter far Thy face to see,
And in Thy presence rest.
2 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame,
Nor can the memory find
A sweeter sound than Thy blest Name,
O Saviour of mankind!
3 O Hope of every contrite heart,
O Joy of all the meek!
To those who fall, how kind Thou art,
How good to those who seek!
4 But what to those who find? ah, this
Nor tongue nor pen can show;
The Love of Jesus, what it is,
None but His loved ones know.
5 Jesus, our only Joy be Thou!
As Thou our Prize wilt be;
Jesus, be Thou our Glory now,
And through eternity!
|First Line:||Jesus! the very thought of Thee|
|Latin Title:||Jesu dulcis Memoria|
|Author:||Bernard of Clairvaux (1153)|
|Translator:||Edward Caswall (1848)|
|Topic:||Communion with Christ; Advent, Third Sunday; Circumcision(8 more...)|
|Notes:||Alternate tune: #204, #221 or #417|
|Notes:||Composer from index: R. Redhead, 1853|