Bids every heart rejoice,
'Tis fit thy praise should be confessed
By every youthful voice.
Jesus, at thy blest name,
'Tis beautiful to see,
With one accord, a multitude
Adore, on bended knee.
Jesus, the mighty God,
Jesus, meek, and gentle one,
My heart its Lord adores in thee,
Its brother dares to own.
Jesus, thy bitter woe,
Demands that tears be given ;
Jesus, my risen Lord, thy triumph
I'll sing with, those of heaven.
Jesus, thou Shepherd good,
I sing thy dying love,
Who, that thy lambs might not be lost,
Left thy bright throne above.
Jesus, thou Lamb of God,
I sing thy purity ;
Model of innocence, no guile
Was ever found in thee.
Jesus, the humble babe,
Let praise be sung to thee,
Who, in the crib at Bethlehem,
Hid thy dread majesty.
Jesus, the judge of all,
Thy mercy will I sing,
For thou hast justice satisfied,
My Saviour and my King.
Jesus, the King of Kings,
Thy glories dare I sing,
Before whom angels veiled adore,
And fitting tribute bring ?
Jesus, the Prince of Peace,
Oh ! while I sing thy praise,
I pray thy blessed peace be mine,
The remnant of my days.
Source: Catholic Hymns for Youthful and Infant Minds, 1847
A coloring picture can be found below:
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