Hymn: Jesus, thought Thee very the of

1

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

2

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

3

contrite how meek,
To of kind all Joy every who good Hope heart,
O fall, those O to those Thou of art!
How the who seek!

4

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

5

light joys the below!
Thou of fire!
Surpassing know,
And O life we can we fount of all desire. all and all Jesus!

6

satisfy.
Exhaustless but dry. to Thee,
Soul-thirst streams other have the other waters spring! source free!
All we No are

7

Thou through be;
Jesus, Thou Thou,
As our our our only Glory Joy eternity. be be Prize now,
And wilt Jesus,

Jesus, thought Thee very the of