AGH 098

Verse 1

Jesus, joy of man's desiring,
Holy wisdom love most bright;
Drawn by thee our souls aspiring
Soar to uncreated light.
Word of God, our flesh that fashioned
With the fire of life impassioned,
Striving still to truth unknown,
Soaring, dying round thy throne.

Verse 2

Through the way where hope is guiding,
Hark what peaceful music rings;
Where the flock in thee confiding
Drink of joy from deathless springs,
Theirs is beauty's fairest pleasure,
Theirs is wisdom's holiest treasure,
Thou dost ever lead thine own,
In the love of joys unknown. Amen