
Date of issue: 02.11.2014
Song language: English
Lord Jesus Christ, Our Heart Feels Sweet |
Lord Jesus Christ, our heart feels sweet |
Whene’er we think on Thee, |
And long that to Thy presence dear |
We soon might raptured be! |
Lord, like the pretty +henna-flower, |
In vineyards blossoming Thou art; |
Incomp’rable Thy beauty is, |
Admires and loves our heart! |
There is no music adequate |
Thy grace in full to praise, |
Nor there a heart which could enjoy |
Thy love in every phase. |
Lord, like the pretty +henna-flower, |
In vineyards blossoming Thou art; |
Incomp’rable Thy beauty is, |
Admires and loves our heart! |
Yet, what delights our heart the most |
Is not Thy love, Thy grace; |
But it is Thine own loving Self |
That satisfies always. |
Lord, like the pretty +henna-flower, |
In vineyards blossoming Thou art; |
Incomp’rable Thy beauty is, |
Admires and loves our heart! |
Oh, Thou art fairer than the fair, |
And sweeter than the sweet; |
Beside Thee, none in heaven or earth |
Our heart’s desire could meet. |
Lord, like the pretty +henna-flower, |
In vineyards blossoming Thou art; |
Incomp’rable Thy beauty is, |
Admires and loves our heart! |