#58: Jesus, the Very Thought of Thee

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(Part of a series singing through the hymnbook I grew up with: Great Hymns of the Faith)

1

Jesus, the very thought of Thee

With sweetnees fills my breast;

But sweeter far Thy face to see

And in Thy presence rest.

2

Not voice can sing, nor heart can frame,

Nor can the memm’ry find

A sweeter sound than Thy blest name,

O savior of mankind.

3

O hope of ev’ry contrite heart, O joy of all the meek,

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.

5

Jesus, our only joy be Thou,

As Thou our prize wilt be;

Jesus, be Thou our glory now

And thru eternity.

 

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