58 - Jesus, the Very Thought of Thee

Jesus, the very thought of Thee With sweetness fills my breast; But sweeter far Thy face to see And in Thy presence rest.

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Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, Nor can the memory find A sweeter sound than Thy blest name, O Savior of mankind.

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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!

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But what to those who find?  Ah, this Nor tongue or pen can show; The love of Jesus, what it is None but His loved ones know.

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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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