Cantique : feels Jesus our sweet Christ, heart Lord

1

Christ, presence Thee,
And that sweet
Whene’er feels to on long our heart think dear
We soon Thy might raptured Lord we be! Jesus

and like our beauty art;
Incomp’rable blossoming Thy loves pretty henna-flower*,
In the Lord, heart! vineyards is,
Admires Thou

2

there full a There praise,
Nor to adequate
Thy grace phase. love could music is no in in which every heart enjoy
Thy

and like our beauty art;
Incomp’rable blossoming Thy loves pretty henna-flower*,
In the Lord, heart! vineyards is,
Admires Thou

3

own Yet, grace;
But always. is love, not what loving the Self
That most
Is satisfies Thy it Thy delights heart our Thine

and like our beauty art;
Incomp’rable blossoming Thy loves pretty henna-flower*,
In the Lord, heart! vineyards is,
Admires Thou

4

desire than heart’s the than the Thee, sweet;
Beside earth
Our none fairer Thou Oh, meet. could sweeter or fair,
And in heaven art

and like our beauty art;
Incomp’rable blossoming Thy loves pretty henna-flower*,
In the Lord, heart! vineyards is,
Admires Thou

feels Jesus our sweet Christ, heart Lord