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Thine, wholly thine

There's a joy that no thought can express

Author: Fanny J. Crosby
Tune: [There's a joy that no thought can express]
Published in 1 hymnal

Audio files: MIDI

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1 There’s a joy that no thought can express,
And a rapture no words can define;
But it thrills every chord in my soul,
For I know, blessed Lord, I am Thine.

I am Thine, wholly Thine,
And my all to Thy will I resign;
I am Thine, wholly Thine,
Through the gift of Thy grace I am Thine.

2 There’s a joy that is born not of earth,
And it tells me, in language divine;
That I live in the breath of Thy love,
As the branch draws its life from the vine. [Refrain]

3 There’s a joy that no sorrow can reach,
For it sweeps every cloud from the sky;
How it breaks in the midnight of gloom!
And its light is the smile of Thine eye. [Refrain]

4 O that joy in my heart will I sing,
Till I rise in Thy likeness to shine;
Then for ever and ever proclaim,
Thro' the gift of Thy grace I am Thine. [Refrain]

Source: Joyful Lays: a new collection of songs, prepared and adapted for the Sunday School #124

Author: Fanny J. Crosby

Pseudonymns: A.V., Mrs. A. E. Andrews, Mrs. E. A. Andrews, Mrs. E. L. Andrews, James L. Black, Henrietta E. Blair, Charles Bruce, Robert Bruce, Leah Carlton, Eleanor Craddock, Lyman G. Cuyler, D.H.W., Ella Dare, Ellen Dare, Mrs. Ellen Douglass, Lizzie Edwards. Miss Grace Elliot, Grace J. Frances, Victoria Frances, Jennie Garnett, Frank Gould, H. D. K., Frances Hope, Annie L. James, Martha J. Lankton [Langton], Grace Lindsey, Maud Marion, Sallie Martin, Wilson Meade, Alice Monteith, Martha C. Oliver, Mrs. N. D. Plume, Kate Smiley, Sallie Smith, J. L. Sterling, John Sterling, Julia Sterling, Ida Scott Taylor, Mary R. Tilden, Hope Tryaway, Carrie M. Wilson, W.H.D. Frances Jane Crosby, the daughter of John and Mercy Crosby, was born in Sout… Go to person page >

Text Information

First Line: There's a joy that no thought can express
Title: Thine, wholly thine
Author: Fanny J. Crosby
Refrain First Line: I am thine, wholly thine