Who can cheer the heart like Jesus,
by His presence all divine?
True and tender, pure and precious,
O how blest to call Him mine!
All that thrills my soul is Jesus,
He is more than life to me;
and the fairest of ten thousand
in my blessed Lord I see.
What a wonderful redemption!
Never can a mortal know
how my sin, though red like crimson,
can be whiter than the snow.
All That Thrills My Soul Is Jesus;
He Is More Than Life To Me;
And The Fairest Of Ten Thousand,
In My Blessed Lord I See.
Every Need His Hand Supplying,
Every Good In Him I See;
On His Strength Divine Relying,
He Is All In All To Me.
All That Thrills My Soul Is Jesus;
He Is More Than Life To Me;
And The Fairest Of Ten Thousand,
In My Blessed Lord I See.
