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<h2>JESUS, THE VERY THOUGHT OF THEE</h2>
<p align="center"><h3>&#8220;Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face.&#8221; 1 Corinthians 13:12</h3></p>
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<td><em>Words:</em> Attributed to <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_b_e_bernard_c.html" target="_blank">Bernard of Clairvaux</a>, 12th Century (<em>Dulcis Jesu memoria</em>); translated from Latin to English by <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_c_a_caswall_e.html" target="_blank">Edward Caswall</a>, <em>Lyra Catholica</em>, 1849.
<p><em>Music:</em> &#8220;St. Agnes,&#8221; <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_d_y_dykes_jb.html" target="_blank">John Bacchus Dykes</a>, 1866 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_s_t_stagnes.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>Jesus, the very thought of Thee<br>
With sweetness fills the breast;<br>
But sweeter far Thy face to see,<br>
And in Thy presence rest.</p>
<p>Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame,<br>
Nor can the memory find<br>
A sweeter sound than Thy blessed Name,<br>
O Savior of mankind!</p>
<p>O hope of every contrite heart,<br>
O joy of all the meek,<br>
To those who fall, how kind Thou art!<br>
How good to those who seek!</p>
<p>But what to those who find? Ah, this<br>
Nor tongue nor pen can show;<br>
The love of Jesus, what it is,<br>
None but His loved ones know.</p>
<p>Jesus, our only joy be Thou,<br>
As Thou our prize will be;<br>
Jesus be Thou our glory now,<br>
And through eternity.</p>
<p>O Jesus, King most wonderful<br>
Thou Conqueror renowned,<br>
Thou sweetness most ineffable<br>
In Whom all joys are found!</p>
<p>When once Thou visitest the heart,<br>
Then truth begins to shine,<br>
Then earthly vanities depart,<br>
Then kindles love divine.</p>
<p>O Jesus, light of all below,<br>
Thou fount of living fire,<br>
Surpassing all the joys we know,<br>
And all we can desire.</p>
<p>Jesus, may all confess Thy name,<br>
Thy wondrous love adore,<br>
And, seeking Thee, themselves inflame<br>
To seek Thee more and more.</p>
<p>Thee, Jesus, may our voices bless,<br>
Thee may we love alone,<br>
And ever in our lives express<br>
The image of Thine own.</p>
<p>O Jesus, Thou the beauty art<br>
Of angel worlds above;<br>
Thy Name is music to the heart,<br>
Inflaming it with love.</p>
<p>O most sweet Jesus, hear the sighs<br>
Which unto Thee we send;<br>
To Thee our inmost spirit cries;<br>
To Thee our prayers ascend.</p>
<p>Abide with us, and let Thy light<br>
Shine, Lord, on every heart;<br>
Dispel the darkness of our night;<br>
And joy to all impart.</p>
<p>Jesus, our love and joy to Thee,<br>
The virgin&#8217;s holy Son,<br>
All might and praise and glory be,<br>
While endless ages run.</p>
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