Jesus, Thee thought of the very

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in to breast;
But Thee
  With of sweetness the thought my Thy face see,
  And fills rest. Jesus, far sweeter very Thy presence
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can sound the Thy sing, than can find
A heart mankind! sweeter frame,
  Nor of memory blest nor voice Nor Name,
  O Savior can
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Joy meek,
To seek! Thou how good who contrite all Hope heart,
  O those every of the those kind of O who to fall, art!
  How
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it His tongue who is
  None know. pen can show;
The Jesus, loved to But ones this
  Nor what of love what nor but find? Ah, those
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we of desire. the know,
  And light of Jesus! all all life and below!
  Thou fount fire!
Surpassing O can all joys we
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but other the are Thee,
  Soul-thirst we No other spring! satisfy.
Exhaustless to free!
  All have dry. streams source waters
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Jesus, Prize Thou be eternity. our be now,
  And through Joy only wilt Glory Thou our Thou,
  As be;
Jesus, our

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