Jesus, The Very Thought Of Thee.
This simple rendition is by The Lower Lights features verses 1, 2, 3, and 5 of those featured below.
Jesus, the very thought of thee
with sweetness fills the breast;
but sweeter far thy face to see,
and in thy presence rest.
No voice can sing, no heart can frame,
nor can the mem’ry find,
a sweeter sound than thy blest name,
O Savior of mankind.
O Hope of ev’ry 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
no 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 wilt be;
Jesus, be thou our glory now,
and through eternity.