Lyrics
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1. 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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2. Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame,
Nor can the mem’ry find
A sweeter sound than thy blest name,
O Savior of mankind!
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3. O hope of ev’ry 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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4. Jesus, our only joy be thou,
As thou our prize wilt be;
Jesus, be thou our glory now,
And thru eternity.
Text: Attr. to Bernard of Clairvaux, ca. 1091–1153; trans. by Edward Caswall, 1814–1878
Music: John B. Dykes, 1823–1876
- Book
- Hymns
- Hymn Number
- 315
- Music
- Music: John B. Dykes, 1823–1876
- Text
- Attr. to Bernard of Clairvaux, ca. 1091-1153; trans. by Edward Caswall, 1814-1878
- Scriptures
- Psalm 104:34, Enos 1:27
- Meter
- CM (Common Meter)
- 8 6 8 6
- Topic
- Hope, Jesus Christ - Friend, Peace
- Tune
- St. Agnes