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Jesus, the Very Thought of Thee Bernard of Clairvaux tr. by Edward Caswall, pub.1849 alt. Copyright: Public Domain Main subject: Jesus/Savior Scripture: 1 Corinthians 13:12 St. Agnes (3) [.xml] John B. Dykes, pub.1866 Copyright: Public Domain Key: A♭ Meter: 8.6.8.6 Learn about playing music formats... view Scorch sheet music [.sib] view PDF sheet music [.pdf] play midi [.mid]	Jesus, the very thought of Thee With sweetness fills the breast; But sweeter far Thy face to see, And in Thy presence rest. Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, Nor can the mem’ry find A sweeter sound than Thy blest name, O Savior of mankind! O hope of every contrite heart, O joy of all the meek, To those who fall, how kind Thou art! How good to those who seek! All those who find Thee find a bliss Nor tongue nor pen can show; The love of Jesus, what it is, None but His loved ones know. Jesus, our only joy be Thou, As Thou our prize will be; Jesus, be Thou our glory now, And through eternity.

Jesus, the very thought of Thee
With sweetness fills the breast;
But sweeter far Thy face to see,
And in Thy presence rest.
Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame,
Nor can the mem’ry find
A sweeter sound than Thy blest name,
O Savior of mankind!
O hope of every contrite heart,
O joy of all the meek,
To those who fall, how kind Thou art!
How good to those who seek!
All those who find Thee find a bliss
Nor tongue nor pen can show;
The love of Jesus, what it is,
None but His loved ones know.
Jesus, our only joy be Thou,
As Thou our prize will be;
Jesus, be Thou our glory now,
And through eternity.