All That Thrills My Soul

Who can cheer the heart like Je­sus

By His pre­sence all di­vine?

True and ten­der

pure and pre­cious

O how blest to call Him mine!

All that thrills my soul is Je­sus;

He is more than life to me;

And the fair­est of ten thou­sand

In my bless­èd Lord I see.

Love of Christ so free­ly giv­en

Grace of God be­yond de­gree.

Mercy high­er than the heav­en

Deeper than the deep­est sea.

What a won­der­ful re­demp­tion!

Never can a mor­tal know

How my sin

though red like crim­son

Can be whit­er than the snow.

Every need His hand sup­ply­ing

Every good in Him I see;

On His strength di­vine re­ly­ing

He is all in all to me.

By the crys­tal flow­ing riv­er

With the ran­somed I will sing

And for­ev­er and for­ev­er

Praise and glo­ri­fy the King.