I love Thee, Jesus

I love Thee

Jesus

And Thy love to me

Draws me

ever to seek Thee

And run after Thee

Draws me

ever to seek Thee

And run after Thee.

Thou art beloved

Yea! Altogether lovely

The One in whom my heart delighteth.

Thou art beloved

Yea! Altogether lovely

The One in whom my heart delighteth.

Thy love

Lord Jesus

Is sweeter than wine

And Thy fragrance of ointments

My heart doth entwine

And Thy fragrance of ointments

My heart doth entwine.

A fount in gardens

A well of living waters

Which streams and flows from Lebanon’s mountains.

O come Beloved

On my garden blow

That the odor of spices

May break forth and flow

That the odor of spices

May break forth and flow.

My spouse

My sister

I’m come into My garden

To feast upon wine

milk and honey.

Set me

Lord Jesus

As seal on Thine heart;

Jealousy’s cruel as Sheol

And love’s strong as death

Jealousy’s cruel as Sheol

And love’s strong as death.

Much water cannot

Quench love

nor do floods drown it.

All man could give for love is contemned.