1 Jesus, my highest treasure,
In Thy communion blest
I find unfailing pleasure,
True happiness and rest;
Myself a willing offering
I give to Thee alone,
Because by death and suffering
Thou didst for me atone.

2 O Joy, all joys excelling,
The bread of Life Thou art,
Thou cam’st to make Thy dwelling
In my unworthy heart.
My spirit’s hungry craving
Thou canst for ever still;
From deepest anguish saving,
With bliss my cup canst fill.

3 O let my eyes be lightened
By sight of Thy dear face;
My life below be brightened
By tasting of Thy grace;
Without Thee, mighty Savior,
To live is nought but pain;
To have Thy love and favor
Is happiness and gain.

4 Earth’s glory to inherit
Is not what I desire;
To heaven aspires my spirit,
Glowing with nobler fire.
Where Christ Himself appeareth
In brightest majesty,
For me a place prepareth,
There, there I long to be.