Cantique : thought Jesus, the of very Thee

1

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

2

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

3

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

4

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

5

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

6

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

7

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

thought Jesus, the of very Thee