W. C. Dessler, 1692; J. W. Alexander, tr., 1851. 88 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7 My dear Jesus I’ll not leave, Who for me Himself has given; Therefore unto Him I’ll cleave, Nor from Him be ever driven; Life from Him doth light receive,— My dear Jesus I’ll not leave. 2. Jesus I will never leave While on earth I am abiding; My full trust He shall receive; What I have, without dividing, All to Him I freely give,— My dear Jesus I’ll not leave. 3. Though my eyesight pass away, Hearing, taste, and feeling fail me; Though the earth’s last light of day Shall o’ertake and sore assail me; When my dying sigh I heave,— My dear Jesus I’ll not leave. 4. Nor will I my Jesus leave When at length I shall come thither Where His saints He will receive, Where in bliss they live together; Endless joy to me He’ll give,— My dear Jesus I’ll not leave. 5. Not for earth’s vain joys I crave, Not for heaven’s glorious pleasure; Jesus, who my soul did save, Shall be my Desire and Treasure; He redemption did achieve,— My dear Jesus I’ll not leave. 6. Jesus I shall never leave, To His side still firmly clinging. Christ leads all who Him receive To life’s waters ever springing. Blessed they who to Him cleave!— My dear Jesus I’ll not leave. Chr. Keymann, c. 1656. 89 7, 4, 7, 4, 7, 4, 6 Jesus, Thou my heart’s Delight, Sweetest Jesus! Thrill’st my soul with rapture quite, Sweetest Jesus! All cares vanish at Thy sight, Sweetest Jesus! Jesus, sweetest Jesus! 2. Evermore I think of Thee, My Redeemer! And I long for none but Thee, My Redeemer! Yearns my soul with Thee to be, My Redeemer! Jesus, my Redeemer! 3. Feed Thou me and fill my soul, Heavenly Manna! Quench my thirst, my heart make whole, Help, Hosanna! Be the Rest unto my soul, Rest of weary, Jesus, Rest of weary! 4. Naught is lovelier than Thou, Fairest Lover! Naught is friendlier than Thou, Gentle Lover! And naught sweeter is than Thou, Sweetest Lover, Jesus, sweetest Lover! 5. I am weak; come, strengthen me, Strength in weakness! Faint am I, refresh Thou me, Sweetest Jesus! When I die, console Thou me, Thou Consoler, Jesus, my Consoler! J. Flittner, 1661; J. A. Rimbach, tr., 1903, a. 90 C. M. O Jesus, King most wonderful, Thou Conqueror renowned, Thou Sweetness most ineffable, In whom all joys are found!