Graces from My Jesus Flowing

1 Graces from my Jesus flowing,
Set the faithful breast on fire;
Make the soul with raptures glowing,
Naught but heav'nly bliss desire.

Chorus:
Vain she thinks all transient joys,
For eternal peace she sighs;
Naught can then disturb her rest,
With her God supremely blest.

2 Here she may from care retiring,
Find a sweet and healing balm;
All celestial love inspiring,
Shed around a heav'nly calm. [Chorus]

3 Here with purest love remaining,
Jesus answers ev'ry pray'r;
With His help the soul sustaining,
Makes her ev'ry blessing share. [Chorus]

Source: Laudis Corona: the new Sunday school hymn book, containing a collection of Catholic hymns, arranged for the principal seasons and festivals of the year #190