| ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dear Lord Jesus, precious Jesus, Thou hast won each love from me; Who like Thee - so fair and comely? Who like Thee - so sweet and lovely? Matchless One, unrivaled beauty, None can ever compare with Thee! Dear Lord Jesus, precious Jesus, Thy way only will I choose; Though in tears while I'm obeying, Yet I would not change my standing; All I long for is Thy pleasure, And the peace Thy love would bring. Dear Lord Jesus, precious Jesus, Can I tell it all to Thee? Thou my love and satisfaction, Thou my everlasting portion; Thou art all that I desire, Nothing else I would pursue. --Hymns, 1158 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ |
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