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| Text: | Jesus, the very thought of thee |
| Author (Attributed to): | Bernard of Clairvaux (1091-1153) |
| Translator: | Edward Caswall (1814-78) |
1 Jesus, the very thought of thee
With sweetness fills my 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.
| Text Information | |
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| First Line: | Jesus, the very thought of thee |
| Author (Attributed to): | Bernard of Clairvaux (1091-1153) |
| Translator: | Edward Caswall (1814-78) |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1986 |
| Topic: | The Lord Jesus Christ: Name |