241 Jesus the Very Thought of Thee
[1]
Jesus the very thought of Thee
With sweetness fills my breast;
But sweeter far Thy face to see
And in Thy presence rest.
Jesus the very thought of Thee
With sweetness fills my breast;
But sweeter far Thy face to see
And in Thy presence rest.
[2]
No voice can sing no heart can frame
Nor can the memory find
A sweeter sound than Jesus name
The Savior of mankind.
No voice can sing no heart can frame
Nor can the memory find
A sweeter sound than Jesus name
The 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!
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.
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;
In Thee be all our glory now
And through eternity.
Jesus our only joy be Thou
As Thou our prize wilt be;
In Thee be all our glory now
And through eternity.