I CANNOT BREATHE ENOUGH OF THEE
1. I cannot breathe
enough of Thee,
O gentle breeze of
love;
More fragrant than
the myrtle tree,
The Hennaflower is
to me,
The Balm of Heav'n
above,
The Balm of Heav'n
above.
2. I cannot gaze
enough on Thee,
Thou Fairest of the
Fair;
My heart is filled
with ecstasy,
As in Thy face of
radiancy
I see such beauty
there,
I see such beauty
there.
3. I cannot work
enough for Thee,
My Savior, Master,
Friend;
I do not wish to go
out free,
But ever, always,
willingly,
To serve Thee to
the end,
To serve Thee to
the end.
4. I cannot sing
enough of Thee,
The sweetest name
on earth;
A note so full of
melody
Comes from my heart
so joyously,
And fills my soul
with mirth,
And fills my soul with
mirth.
5. I cannot speak
enough of Thee,
I have so much to
tell;
Thy heart it beats
so tenderly
As Thou dost draw
me close to Thee,
And whisper,
"All is well,"
And whisper,
"All is well."
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