Jesu, Name of Sweetest Thought

lyricist: Bernard of Clairvaux, 12th Century
Composer: Edward Hopkins, 1867

Jesu

name of sweet­est thought

Name with ev­ery bless­ing fraught—

But be­yond all bless­ings here

Is Thy pre­sence

Je­su

dear.

O Thou rich­est song of all

Sweetest sound that e’er can fall

Charmèd thought for­ev­er nigh—

Jesu

Son of God

on high!

Hope of con­trite hearts and meek

Jesu

near to them that seek—

If to those who ask so kind

Lord

what is it Thee to find!

Jesu

joy of hearts

most bright

Spring of truth and in­ward light

Sweetest joy of Heav­en above

Far ex­ceed­ing hu­man love.

Human speech it can­not say

Pen it can­not e’er por­tray

He who loves alone can sing

What it means to Him to cling!

Shut thy door

my wea­ry heart

Seek at night the bet­ter part—

Day or night

wher­e’er I be

Seeks my love Thy face to see.

Magdalene

in morn­ing gray

Goes to see where Je­sus lay—

Longs my heart for vi­sion bright

Longs my heart for bet­ter sight.

Fills my voice the emp­ty tomb

Jesus is not in its gloom—

Let me at His feet be cast

Holds my love the Ris­en fast.

Jesu

won­drous king art Thou!

Victor-laur­els deck Thy brow;

Thou art al­to­ge­ther fair

Bliss in Thee be­yond com­pare.

With us stay

Re­deem­er dear

On us shed Thy bright­ness here;

Chase the dark­ness of the night

Fill the world with sweet­est light!

For Thy bless­èd pre­sence

Lord

Gives the know­ledge of Thy word;

Fetters of the earth it breaks

Ardent love with­in awakes.

Love of Je­sus

oh

how meet!

Love of Je­sus

oh

how sweet!

Thousand times more glo­ri­ous far

Than our high­est prais­es are.

This Thy bit­ter pas­sion shows

And the pre­cious blood that flows—

Gracious par­don now is sealed

And the Fa­ther’s face re­vealed.

Jesus

then

let all adore

Now let all His grace im­plore;

Seek in Him to have your part—

Seeking

love shall fill your heart.

Thus we fee­bly own the love

Richly pour­èd from ab­ove;

Own

in grace

His pre­cious grace

Haste to see His bless­èd face.

Jesu

spring of pi­ty high

Jesu

hope of ev­ery joy

Source of grace and glo­ry bright

Thou of hearts the true de­light!

Who may ful­ly sing Thy praise?

Faltering voic­es here we raise—

Dare we

filled with joy­ous love

Mingle songs with saints above?

Oh

then

let me taste and see

Lord

Thy gra­cious love to me—

Jesus

by Thy pre­sence dear

Let me feel Thy glo­ry here!

Jesu

Thy di­lect­ion

Sweetest heart’s re­flect­ion

Never sa­ti­ates

ev­er fills

Longing meets but nev­er stills.

They who eat will hun­ger more

Thirst anew who drank be­fore—

Oh

the long­ing lux­ury

Of the heart that pants for Thee!

Wouldst the joy of Je­sus know?

Must thy heart in love o’er­flow—

Satisfied in Him

and blest

Finds the soul eter­nal rest.

Jesus

praise of an­gels high

Song of sweet­est me­lo­dy

Honey from the rock Thou art

Heavenly nec­tar in the heart.

Thousand times I long for Thee

Come

O Je­sus

come to me;

Gladden

Lord

my heart in grace

Satisfy me with Thy face!

Ever-flow­ing stream of love

Ever waft­ing hearts ab­ove—

Love that sweet­est fruit will bear

Fruit of life eter­nal there.

O Thou depth of love un­told

Joy that e’er the heart doth hold

Sovereign mer­cy un­sur­passed

Let Thy kind­ness hold me fast.

Yes

to love

it is most blest—

Lord

Thy­self my sole re­quest;

Let all van­ish then and flee

Let me live

from hence

in Thee!

Thou art my eter­nal part

Hope of ev­ery pray­ing heart—

Inmost long­ing of the meek

Tears of pe­ni­tence Thee seek!

Though I wan­der far and wide

Will I seek Thee by my side;

Oh what joy to find Thee near!

Oh what bliss to hold Thee here!

Fills the heart de­light un­told

Heavenly fel­low­ship I hold;

Could such joys for­ev­er last

All too quick­ly they are past!

What so long I asked

I see

What I sought I have in Thee;

And

while joy­ing in Thy love

Long the more for Thee above.

Love which from Thy lov­ing flows

Neither change nor end it knows

Fails not

los­es not its glow

Evermore must bright­er grow.

Love that fresh de­sire awakes

Meeting it most bless­èd makes;

Love

de­light­ing

knows aright

Knowing

tastes of fresh de­light.

Love which heav­en­ly love im­parts

Love which dwells in in­most hearts

Love which light­ens up the mind

Pleasure true alone can find.

Oh what sweet and ho­ly fire

Oh what ar­dent

blest de­sire

Oh what rich re­flect­ion

Loving Thee

eter­nal Son!

Blossom of the vir­gin womb

Heavenly light in earth­ly gloom;

Humbled once

to glo­ry raised

And in songs eter­nal praised!

Come

oh come

most glo­ri­ous King

Thou

whose prais­es an­gels sing;

Ever longs our soul for Thee

Help us clear­er now to see!

Brighter than the sun­light calm

Fragrant more than sweet­est balm;

Better Thou

more pre­cious

dear

Than our brok­en plea­sures here.

Every sense and taste is filled

Every yearn­ing

Lord

is stilled

Thou alone canst be the part

Jesu

of each lov­ing heart.

Thou

heart’s de­lec­ta­tion

Thou

love’s con­sum­ma­tion

Thou

best con­so­la­tion

Jesu

our sal­va­tion!

Thou hast con­quered

glo­ri­ous

And re­turned vic­tor­ious;

Yet though now en­throned on high

Ever Thou to us art nigh!

Art Thou ris­en

and reign’st above?

I am bound to Thee in love;

Never art Thou far from me—

Gracious Lord

I fol­low Thee!

Heavenly de­ni­zens draw nigh

Lift the jew­eled gates on high

And to Christ tri­umph­ant sing:

Jesus

hail! of glo­ry King!

King of glo­ry

King of might

King of vic­to­ry most bright;

Blessèd Je­su

full of grace

Image of the Fa­ther’s face—

Thou

the Truth

the Life

the Way—

Thou

the Sun of end­less day

Chase our sor­row’s dark­some night

Pouring down Thy glo­ri­ous light!

Praise the Lord

thou heav­en­ly choir

Answer

thou se­raph­ic lyre

While a joy­ous

ran­somed earth

Sings the sto­ry of her birth.

Reign

O Lord! in peace most blest—

Reign in sweet

un­brok­en rest;

Ah! how longs each wea­ry heart

There to have its joy­ous part.

To the Fa­ther gone art Thou

Entered Heav­en’s glo­ry now;

And my heart is gone from me

Bound

O Christ

in love to Thee!

Lord

we fol­low with our praise—

Vows

and pray­ers

and hymns we raise;

Grant

O Christ

eter­nal­ly

There to dwell in light with Thee!

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