Jesus, the very thought of Thee, With sweetness fills my breast; But sweeter far Thy face to see, And in Thy presence rest. [Verse 2] No voice can sing, no heart can frame, Nor can the memory find A sweeter sound than Jesus' name, The Saviour of mankind. [Verse 3] 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! [Verse 4] 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. [Verse 5] Jesus, our only joy be Thou, As Thou our prize wilt be; In Thee be all our glory now, And through E-ter-ni-tyเมื่อข้าวางใจพระองค์ (อยากจะเข้าใกล้พระองค์) Reaching For You في كل عيد ميلاد yạ sạkn ạlạ̉bd యెహోవా నీ నామము ఎంతో బలమైనది О Боже, не за утре tʿạlwạ ạ̹lyh Отец ... Ты там, где дети Твои Куйлайман ҳаллелуя ПОКЛАНЯМ СЕ БОГ ВСЕМОГЪЩ Dünyada çox yollar, çox cığırlar var
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