O Jesu, sweetest memory, My heart knows truest joy in Thee: Sweeter than honey, than all things Is Thy presence, Lord, in me. What music lovelier could be heard, What sound more joyful than Thy Word, What thought more sweet than of Thee, Lord, Of Thou, o Jesu, Son of God? O Jesu, hope of suppliants, To beggars most benevolent, To seekers love extravagant Thou giv'st, what more could I find then? No word that's spoke in any tongue, No page, no letter writ thereon Tells truly, only those who've known Know what joy to love Jesus so. O Jesu, be our joy always, Our sure reward in future days, In Thee our glory: be Thou praised On and on through every age. Amen.
A Translation of Iesu Dulcis Memoria
A Translation of Iesu Dulcis Memoria
A Translation of Iesu Dulcis Memoria
O Jesu, sweetest memory, My heart knows truest joy in Thee: Sweeter than honey, than all things Is Thy presence, Lord, in me. What music lovelier could be heard, What sound more joyful than Thy Word, What thought more sweet than of Thee, Lord, Of Thou, o Jesu, Son of God? O Jesu, hope of suppliants, To beggars most benevolent, To seekers love extravagant Thou giv'st, what more could I find then? No word that's spoke in any tongue, No page, no letter writ thereon Tells truly, only those who've known Know what joy to love Jesus so. O Jesu, be our joy always, Our sure reward in future days, In Thee our glory: be Thou praised On and on through every age. Amen.