Jesus ! of Thee we ne'er would tire ; The new and living food Can satisfy our hearts' desire, And life is in Thy blood.
2. If such the happy midnight song Our prisoned spirits raise, What are the joys that cause ere long Eternal bursts of praise ?
3. To look within and see no stain, Abroad no curse to trace ; To shed no tears, to feel no pain, But see Thee face to face.
4. To find each hope of glory gained, Fulfilled each precious word ; And fully all to have attained The image of our Lord.