100. Jesus, The Very Thought of Thee

1 Jesus! the very thought of thee,
With sweetness fills my breast,
But sweeter far thy face to see,
And in thy presence rest;
But sweeter far thy face to see,
And in Thy presence rest.

2 Nor voice can sing, Nor heart can frame,
Nor can the mem'ry find,
A sweeter sound than thy blest name,
O Savior of mankind;
A sweeter sound than thy blest name,
O Savior of mankind.

3 O hope of ev'ry contrite heart,
O joy of all the meek,
To those who fall, how kind thou art,
How good to those who seek;
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 hope be thou,
As thou our prize wilt be;
Jesus! be thou our glory now,
And through eternity.

Text Information
First Line: Jesus! the very thought of thee
Title: Jesus, The Very Thought of Thee
Author: St. Bernard, 1120
Language: English
Publication Date: 1875
Tune Information
Name: [Jesus! the very thought of thee]
Composer: J. R. M.
Key: E♭ Major



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