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230. Jesus, the Very Thought of Thee

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

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

3 O Hope of every contrite heart,
O joy of all the meek,
To those who ask, 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 through eternity.

Amen.

Text Information
First Line: Jesus, the very thought of Thee
Title: Jesus, the Very Thought of Thee
Translator: Edward Caswall (1849)
Author (ascribed to): Bernard of Clairvaux, 12th century
Meter: C. M.
Publication Date: 1957
Scripture:
Tune Information
Name: ST. AGNES
Composer: John B. Dykes (1866)
Meter: C. M.
Key: G Major



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