The bless­ings Je­sus gives to me
Are in His love out­poured,
But dear­er far than these could be
Is He Him­self, my Lord.

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Jesus Him­self with me doth bide,
More, more to me than all be­side,
Jesus Him­self, Je­sus Him­self,
Jesus Him­self, my friend and guide.

My life, my strength are from His hand,
Gifts un­de­served and free,
Yet more than e’en the life He planned
Is He Him­self to me.

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He gave me home with all its love
And life’s true friend­ship here,
Yet as a friend all friends above,
The Christ Him­self is dear.

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His gift, the gold­en sun­shine glad,
Earth joys He doth be­stow,
Yet sweet­er, glad­der far it is
The Christ Him­self to know.

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And when I reach that ci­ty fair,
Agleam with pearl and gold,
’Twill be Heav’n’s joy to greet Him there,
And He Him­self be­hold.

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