3 Then, Jesus, be Thy spirit ours, The veil of sense hangs dark be-tween Thy bless-ed face and mine. A - MEN. 4 If He is mine, let friends forsake, 544 (ECKHARDTSHEIM) C. M. 2 If He is mine, then, though He frown, His chastisements all work for good, 3 If He is mine, I need not fear Is more than these to me. 5 If He is mine, I'll fearless pass Through death's tremendous vale; He'll be my Comfort and my Stay When heart and flesh shall fail. 6 Let Jesus tell me He is mine, My soul shall at the Fountain live Rev. Benjamin Beddome, publ. 1817 545 ST. AGNES C. M. Rev. John B. Dykes, 1866 D 4 1 Jesus, the ver y thought of Thee With sweet - ness fills my breast; B But sweet-er far Thy face to see, And in Thy presence rest. A-MEN. 2 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, 4 But what to those who find? Ah, this Nor can the memory find, A sweeter sound than Thy blest Name, 3 O Hope of every contrite heart, O Joy of all the meek, To those who fall, how kind Thou art! ECKHARDTSHEIM C. M. Nor tongue nor pen can show: The love of Jesus, what it is None but His loved ones know. 5 Jesus, our only Joy be Thou, Anon. (Latin, 11th Century). Trans. by Rev. Edward Caswall, 1849 Heinrich C. Zeuner, 1833 Both pres-ent things and things to come, And grace and glory too. A - MEN. My only hope and com - fort, My glory and my plea. A-MEN. 2 I could not do without Thee, I have no strength or goodness, Art All in all to me, If leaning hard on Thee. 3 I could not do without Thee; The spirit's strange deep longings, No human heart could enter 4 I could not do without Thee, Frances R. Havergal, 1873 |