Jesus, priceless treasure
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Jesus, priceless treasure, source of purest pleasure,
truest friend to me,
long my heart hath panted, till it well-nigh fainted,
thirsting after thee.
Thine I am, O spotless Lamb;
I will suffer naught to hide thee,
ask for naught beside thee.
In thine arm I rest me; foes who would molest me
cannot reach me here.
Though the earth be shaking, every heart be quaking,
Jesus calms my fear.
Sin and hell in conflict fell
with their heaviest storms assail me;
Jesus will not fail me.
Hence, all thoughts of sadness! for the Lord of gladness,
Jesus, enters in.
Those who love the Savior, though the storms may gather,
still have peace within.
Yea, whatever we here must bear,
still in thee lies purest pleasure,
Jesus, priceless treasure!
Words: Johann Franck, Jesu, meine Freude, Praxis Pietatis
Melica, 5th ed., 1653;
tr. Catherine Winkworth, Chorale Book for England, 1863
Tune: Johann Crüger, 1653, Praxis Pietatis Melica,
harmonized by J.S. Bach, Motet No. 3, 1723
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