Hymn 171

Hymns, #171

Eng:171 Chin:141 Kor:141 Span:81 Tag:171 Fra:- Por:86

^*henna: an Old World plant, prized for its fragrant yellow and white flowers. (Song of Songs 1:14)

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!

Lord, like the pretty henna^*-flower,

In vineyards blossoming Thou art;

Incomp'rable Thy beauty is,

Admires and loves our heart!

2 There is no music adequate

Thy grace in full to praise,

Nor there a heart which could enjoy

Thy love in every phase.

Lord, like the pretty henna^*-flower,

In vineyards blossoming Thou art;

Incomp'rable Thy beauty is,

Admires and loves our heart!

3 Yet, what delights our heart the most

Is not Thy love, Thy grace;

But it is Thine own loving Self

That satisfies always.

Lord, like the pretty henna^*-flower,

In vineyards blossoming Thou art;

Incomp'rable Thy beauty is,

Admires and loves our heart!

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.

Lord, like the pretty henna^*-flower,

In vineyards blossoming Thou art;

Incomp'rable Thy beauty is,

Admires and loves our heart!