Hymn
of Praise to Jesus II
Jesus, the very thought of Thee with sweetness fills the breast!
Yet
sweeter far Thy face to see and in Thy presence rest.
No voice can sing, no
heart can frame, nor can the memory find,
a sweeter sound than Jesus' name, the
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!
But what to
those who find? Ah! This nor tongue nor pen can show -
The love of Jesus, what
it is, none but His loved ones know.
Jesus! Our only hope be Thou, as Thou our
prize shalt be,
in Thee be all our glory now, and through eternity. Amen.
from the Raccolta
Image taken from Wikimedia Commons
from the Raccolta
Image taken from Wikimedia Commons
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