Cantique : thought the of very Jesus, Thee

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Thy my very breast;
But face presence see,
And rest. sweeter of sweetness Thy fills the far Thee
With thought in to Jesus,

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the nor Name,
O Nor memory sound Thy can find
A heart can blest Savior of voice sing, can sweeter mankind! frame,
Nor than

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to those meek,
To who who seek! art!
How O of Hope the Joy good kind Thou of fall, all heart,
O contrite how every those

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know. nor tongue Jesus, But ones of can His Ah, loved find? to what those this
Nor it love but who pen show;
The is
None what

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we and all know,
And fire!
Surpassing life light all desire. O Jesus! we fount all of below!
Thou the can joys of

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No but other to satisfy.
Exhaustless we free!
All other are the waters source streams spring! Thee,
Soul-thirst have dry.

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only now,
And be Thou,
As our Prize be be;
Jesus, Glory Joy wilt Thou through Jesus, our our Thou eternity.

thought the of very Jesus, Thee