EHS 030 Jesus! The Very Thought Of Thee

(1)
Jesus! the very thought of Thee, with sweetness fills my breast;
But sweeter far thy face to see, And in Thy presence rest.
O Thou the Balsam of the Garden, O Thou the sweet Rose of Sharon!
Thou art the Lily of the Valley, how shall I part with Thee?

(2)
No voice can sing, no heart can frame, nor can the mem’ry find
A sweeter sound than Jesus name, The Savior of mankind
O Thou the Balsam of the Garden, O Thou the sweet Rose of Sharon!
Thou art the Lily of the Valley, how shall I part with Thee?

(3)
O hope of ev’ry contrite heart, O joy of all the meek,
To those who fall, how kind Thou art! How good to those who seek!
O Thou the Balsam of the Garden, O Thou the sweet Rose of Sharon!
Thou art the Lily of the Valley, how shall I part with Thee?

(4)
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
O Thou the Balsam of the Garden, O Thou the sweet Rose of Sharon!
Thou art the Lily of the Valley, how shall I part with Thee?