Lord Jesus Christ, our heart feels sweet
Praise of the Lord - His Beauty
Verse 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!
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Lord, like the pretty henna*-flower,
In vineyards blossoming Thou art;
Incomp'rable Thy beauty is,
Admires and loves our heart!
Verse 2
There is no music adequate
Thy grace in full to praise,
Nor there a heart which could enjoy
Thy love in every phase.
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Lord, like the pretty henna*-flower,
In vineyards blossoming Thou art;
Incomp'rable Thy beauty is,
Admires and loves our heart!
Verse 3
Yet, what delights our heart the most
Is not Thy love, Thy grace;
But it is Thine own loving Self
That satisfies always.
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Lord, like the pretty henna*-flower,
In vineyards blossoming Thou art;
Incomp'rable Thy beauty is,
Admires and loves our heart!
Verse 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.
chorus
Lord, like the pretty henna*-flower,
In vineyards blossoming Thou art;
Incomp'rable Thy beauty is,
Admires and loves our heart!
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