507. Jesus - The Very Thought to Me

1 Jesus - the very thought to me
with sweetness fills my breast;
But sweeter far your face to see,
and in your presence rest.

2 No voice can sing, no heart can frame,
nor can the memory find
A sweeter sound than your blessed name,
Savior of human-kind.

3 O hope of every contrite heart,
O joy of all the meek,
How kind you are to those apart,
how good to those who seek!

4 But what to those who find? Ah this,
no tongue nor pen can show
Your love, O Jesus, what it is
none but your loved ones know.

5 Jesus, our joy, our greatest bliss,
and you our prize will be;
Our glory here and now is this,
and through eternity.

Text Information
First Line: Jesus - the very thought to me
Title: Jesus - The Very Thought to Me
Original Language: Latin
Translator: Edward B. Caswall (1849, alt.)
Publication Date: 1995
Meter: C.M.
Scripture: ;
Topic: Jesus Christ: Love of; Jesus Christ: Presence of; Joy (5 more...)
Source: Latin, possibly 12th century
Language: English
Tune Information
Composer: John B. Dykes (1866)
Meter: C.M.
Key: G Major

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