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Lord Jesus Christ, our heart feels sweet
Whene'er we think on Thee,
And long that to Thy presence dear
We soon might raptured be!
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Lord Jesus Christ, our
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heart feels sweet
When
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e'er we think on
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Thee,
And
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long that to Thy
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presence dear
We
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soon might
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raptured
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be!
Lord, like the pretty henna-flower*,
In vineyards blossoming Thou art;
Incomp'rable Thy beauty is,
Admires and loves our heart!
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Lord,
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like the pretty henna-
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flower*,
In
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vineyards blos
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soming Thou
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art;
In
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comp'rable Thy
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beauty is,
Ad
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mires and
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loves our
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heart!
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There is no music adequate
Thy grace in full to praise,
Nor there a heart which could enjoy
Thy love in every phase.
There is no music adequate
Thy grace in full to praise,
Nor there a heart which could enjoy
Thy love in every phase.
Lord, like the pretty henna-flower*,
In vineyards blossoming Thou art;
Incomp'rable Thy beauty is,
Admires and loves our heart!
Lord, like the pretty henna-flower*,
In vineyards blossoming Thou art;
Incomp'rable Thy beauty is,
Admires and loves our heart!
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Yet, what delights our heart the most
Is not Thy love, Thy grace;
But it is Thine own loving Self
That satisfies always.
Yet, what delights our heart the most
Is not Thy love, Thy grace;
But it is Thine own loving Self
That satisfies always.
Lord, like the pretty henna-flower*,
In vineyards blossoming Thou art;
Incomp'rable Thy beauty is,
Admires and loves our heart!
Lord, like the pretty henna-flower*,
In vineyards blossoming Thou art;
Incomp'rable Thy beauty is,
Admires and loves our heart!
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Oh, Thou art fairer than the fair,
And sweeter than the sweet;
Beside Thee, none in heaven or earth
Our heart's desire could meet.
Oh, Thou art fairer than the fair,
And sweeter than the sweet;
Beside Thee, none in heaven or earth
Our heart's desire could meet.
Lord, like the pretty henna-flower*,
In vineyards blossoming Thou art;
Incomp'rable Thy beauty is,
Admires and loves our heart!
Lord, like the pretty henna-flower*,
In vineyards blossoming Thou art;
Incomp'rable Thy beauty is,
Admires and loves our heart!
* An Old World plant, prized for its
fragrant yellow and white flowers.
(Song of Songs 1:14, A.S.V.)
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"What delights our heart the most is not Thy love, Thy grace; but it is Thine own loving self..."