Jesus, the very thought of Thee
With sweetness fills the breast
But sweeter far Thy face to see
And in Thy presence rest
Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame
Nor can the memory find
A sweeter sound than Thy blest Name
O Savior of mankind!
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!
Jesus, our only joy be Thou
As Thou our prize will be
Jesus be Thou our glory now
And through eternity
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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
O Jesus, King most wonderful
Thou Conqueror renowned
Thou sweetness most ineffable
In Whom all joys are found!
When once Thou visitest the heart
Then truth begins to shine
Then earthly vanities depart
Then kindles love divine
O Jesus, light of all below
Thou fount of living fire
Surpassing all the joys we know
And all we can desire
Jesus, may all confess Thy name
Thy wondrous love adore
And, seeking Thee, themselves inflame
To seek Thee more and more
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Thee, Jesus, may our voices bless
Thee may we love alone
And ever in our lives express
The image of Thine own
O Jesus, Thou the beauty art
Of angel worlds above
Thy Name is music to the heart
Inflaming it with love
O most sweet Jesus, hear the sighs
Which unto Thee we send
To Thee our inmost spirit cries
To Thee our prayers ascend
Abide with us, and let Thy light
Shine, Lord, on every heart
Dispel the darkness of our night
And joy to all impart
Jesus, our love and joy to Thee
The virgin's holy Son
All might and praise and glory be
While endless ages run
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