I cannot breathe enough of Thee (revised)

C142 CB172 D172 E8142 G172 K142 LSM32 P84 R204 S82 T172
1
I cannot breathe enough of Thee,
  O gentle breeze of love;
More fragrant than the myrtle tree
The Henna-flower* is to me,
  The Balm of Heaven above.
2
I cannot drink enough of Thee,
O moist’ning morning Dew;
Fresh, cooling, quenching, watering,
Supplying, and enlivening—
Oh, soak me through and through!
3
I cannot gaze enough on Thee,
  Thou Fairest of the Fair;
My heart is filled with ecstasy,
As in Thy face of radiancy
  I see such beauty there.
4
I cannot yield enough to Thee,
  My Savior, Master, Friend;
I do not wish to go out free,
But ever, always, willingly,
  To serve Thee to the end.
5
I cannot sing enough of Thee,
  The sweetest name on earth;
A note so full of melody
Comes from my heart so joyously,
  And fills my soul with mirth.
6
I cannot speak enough of Thee,
  I have so much to tell;
Thy heart it beats so tenderly
As Thou dost draw me close to Thee,
  And whisper, “All is well.”
* An Old World plant, prized for
its fragrant yellow and white flowers.
(Song of Sol. 1:14, A.S.V.)