Jesus, The Very Thought Of Thee

 

"He said to them, "But who do you, yourselves, say that I am?"
Simon Peter replied, "You are the Christ, the Son of the living God."
(Matthew 16:15-16)

"Walk With Me"

Greg Olsen

Painting courtesy/Fine Art America

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 memory 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!

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.

Amen.

"Jesus, the Very Thought of Thee"
Translated from a 12th Century Latin hymn by
Edward Caswall
(1814-1878)
English Anglican clergyman and hymn writer
who converted to Catholicism and became a Oratorian priest.