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Jesu
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

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