Hymn: 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

Jesus, Thee thought of the very