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Lord Jesus Christ, our heart feels sweet

1.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!
2.There is no music adequate
Thy grace in full to praise,
Nor there a heart which could enjoy
Thy love in every phase.
3.Yet, what delights our heart the most
Is not Thy love, Thy grace;
But it is Thine own loving Self
That satisfies always.
4.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.