Jesu, Joy of Man’s Desiring

Jesu

joy of man’s de­sir­ing

Holy wis­dom

love most bright;

Drawn by Thee

our souls as­pir­ing

Soar to un­cre­at­ed light.

Word of God

our flesh that fa­shioned

With the fire of life im­pas­sioned

Striving still to truth un­known

Soaring

dy­ing round Thy throne.

Through the way where hope is guid­ing

Hark

what peace­ful mu­sic rings;

Where the flock

in Thee con­fid­ing

Drink of joy from death­less springs.

Theirs is beau­ty’s fair­est plea­sure;

Theirs is wis­dom’s ho­li­est trea­sure.

Thou dost ev­er lead Thine own

In the love of joys un­known.