Monday Morning Melody

After over a year of posting Monday hymns, I miss one week and already it never even crossed my mind to do one today! How pitiful is that? But I’ve undergone quite a few changes this week, so I hope you’ll forgive me for being so forgetful and tardy! =)

Today’s hymn is a 12th century Latin hymn, sometimes attributed to a monk named Bernard of Clairvaux (the possible author of “O Sacred Head Now Wounded”). When I looked it up online and was scrolling down the page, it was like the song that never ends! There are fifteen verses! Whew! Here are the four most commonly sung, as well as one last one I added in.

Jesus, the very thought of Thee
With sweetness fills the breast;
But sweeter far Thy face to see,
And in Thy presence rest.

Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame,
Nor can the memory find
A sweeter sound than Thy blest Name,
O Savior of mankind!

O hope of every contrite heart,
O joy of all the meek,
To those who fall, how kind Thou art!
How good to those who seek!

But what to those who find? Ah, this
Nor tongue nor pen can show;
The love of Jesus, what it is,
None but His loved ones know.

Thee, Jesus, may our voices bless,
Thee may we love alone,
And ever in our lives express
The image of Thine own.

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