1 Jesus, the very thought of you
makes every moment blessed,
but better still your face to view
and in your presence rest.

2 No ear can hear, no voice proclaim,
nor can the heart recall
a sweeter sound than Jesus' name,
the saviour of us all.

3 Hope of each contrite, humble mind,
joy of the poor and meek;
to those who falter, you are kind,
and good to those who seek!

4 But what to those who find? Ah, this
no tongue nor pen can show!
The love of Jesus - what it is
none but his loved ones know.

5 Jesus, be all our glory here,
our joy and prize alone;
our all-in-all when we draw near
to your eternal throne.

Jubilate Hymns version of Jesu, dulcis memoria sometimes attributed to Bernard of Clairvaux (1090-1153) translated by Edward Caswall (1814-1878)
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