Hymnal: A Selection of Christian Hymns
Date: 1818
Compiler: Rice Haggard
Publisher/Printer: John Norvell
First Line: Of all the joys we mortals know
Topic: Love to Christ
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: LM
Tune:
Hymn Number: 210
Page Number: 199, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsOf all the joys we mortals know,
Jesus, thy love exceeds the rest;
Love, the blest blessing here below,
The nearest image of the blest.
While we are held in thy embrace,
There's not a thought attempts to rove;
Each smile upon thy beauteous face
Fixes, and charms, and fires our love.
While of thy absence we complain,
And long, or weep in all we do,
There's a strange pleasure in the pain,
And tears have their own sweetness too.
When round thy courts by day we rove;
Or ask the watchmen of the night
For some kind tidings of our love,
Thy very name creates delight.
Jesus, our God, yet rather come;
Our eyes would dwell upon thy face;
'Tis best to see our Lord at home,
And feel the presence of his grace.