| Text: | Jesus, the very thought of Thee |
| Author: | Bernard of Clairvaux |
| Translator: | E. Caswall |
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 Savior 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 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 |
| Translator: | E. Caswall |
| Author: | Bernard of Clairvaux |
| Publication Date: | 1918 |
| Topic: | Faith in Jesus |
| Notes: | Now Public Domain. Tune: ST. AGNES |