Jesus, my love, my chief delight
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Jesus, my love, my chief delight,For thee I long, for thee I pray,Amid the shadows of the night,Amid the business of the day.
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When shall I see thy smiling face,That face which I have often seen?Arise, thou Sun of Righteousness,Scatter the clouds that intervene.
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Thou art the glorious Gift of GodTo sinners weary and distressed;The first of all his gifts bestowed,And certain pledge of all the rest.
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Since I can say this gift is mine,I'll tread the world beneath my feet,No more at poverty repine,Nor envy the rich sinner's state.
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The precious jewel I will keep,And lodge it deep within my heart;At home, abroad, awake, asleep,It never shall from thence depart.