Derric Johnson's Vocal Orchestra and The Liberty Voices - Jesus, The Very Thought of Thee

Jesus, the very thought of thee
with sweetness fills the breast
but sweeter far thy face to see,
and in thy presence rest.

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 joy be thou,
as thou our prize wilt be
Jesus, be thou our glory now,
and through eternity.

Written by:
TRAD, Derric Johnson

Publisher:
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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