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1 Blest Jesus! when my soaring thoughts
O’er all Thy graces rove,
How is my soul in transport lost--
In wonder, joy, and love!
2 Not softest strains can charm mine ears,
Like Thy belovéd name,
Nor aught beneath the skies inspire,
My heart with equal flame.
3 Where’er I look, my wond'ring eyes
Unnumber'd blessings see;
But what is life, with all its bliss,
If once compared to Thee?
4 When nature faints, around my bed
Let Thy bright glories shine;
And death shall all his terrors lose
In raptures so divine.
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First Line: | Blest Jesus! when my soaring thoughts |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1870 |
Topic: | Christ: Precious; Christ: Love to; Christians: their life and experience(3 more...) |
Notes: | Author from index: Heginbotham |