HYMN Lyrics Text: Jesus The Very Though Of Thee

1. Jesus the very thought of Thee

with sweetness fills my breast

But sweeter far thy face to see

And in thy presence rest

2. No voice can sing

nor heart can frame

Nor can the memory find

a sweeter sound

than thy blest name

How good to those who seek!

3. O hope of every contrite beart,

O joy of all the meek

to those who fall

how kind thou art,

O Saviour of all mankind

4. But what to those who find

Ah, this no tongue

Nor men can show

the love of Jesus, what it is

None but His lovers know

5. Jesus, our only joy be Thou

as Thou our prize will be

Jesus, be Thou our glory now

and through eternity