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 mem'ry find,
A sweeter sound than thy blest Name,
O Saviour 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!
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|
|Translator:||Edward Caswall (1849)|
|Topic:||Christ: Love and Grace of; Christ: Name of; Christian Life: Love for Christ(2 more...)|
|Source:||Anon., Latin, 11th century|
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