THE LOVELINESS OF JESUS
In one vast blaze of unobscured glory!
Had I a thousand lives, a thousand souls
Look at the King in His beauty
He saw Him falling to the ground, groveling in the dust, sweating blood!
Jesus is only precious to believers
You will never come to the bottom of these depths
How is your Beloved better than others?
He is a rich, full, free, and inexhaustible fountain
Looking at the world through the cross
This strange, double picture of Jesus!
No wonder the maidens love You
The more bloody—the more lovely
Invincibly and irresistibly drawn
If a man had to wade breast deep through a thousand hells
A faint symbol of unutterable affection
O what crowds of pitiable objects!
Ten thousand times more precious
When once I had got a view of Christ's transcendent loveliness
The source and spring of all true life, pleasure, holiness, and hope
All that man can need, and all that God can give
A marvelous combination of all that is lovely and beautiful
An immense ocean of everlasting love
All the links of the golden chain of salvation
When we become magnetized by Jesus' beauty and adore Him
Nothing feeds, nothing refreshes, nothing delights my soul!
The great and crowning bliss of Heaven!
What more can any Christian desire?
The garment which the Savior always wore
The unsearchable riches of Christ
That Almighty Friend, Advocate and Physician
Which of our senses shall be most enthralled?
Tenacious upon the mad pursuit!
This baffles all comprehension!
This most precious and suitable Savior
This is the greatest sight you will ever see
A jewel more worth than a thousand worlds
A mixture of clay, dirt, and corruption
Oh, you who want unfailing comfort
The personal attractions of Jesus
The treasury is large and inexhaustible
The only begotten of the Father, full of grace and truth
All tears of godly sorrow drop from the eye of faith
Losses, crosses, disappointments, and bereavements!
Your eyes will see the King in His beauty
Jesus is . . .
Worthy is the Lamb who was slain!
Surely, we cannot know this Christ too well
He sits on the calm throne of eternal serenity
The chief among ten thousand, the altogether lovely One
The most accessible and precious spot
That ocean in which all true delights and pleasures meet
How emptying, humbling, and abasing
The fathomless mystery of the Cross
Why are we so apt to be captivated by the gewgaws of the world?
Blessed are those who are called to the marriage supper of the Lamb
His heart is a fountain of mercy, and its streams are perpetually flowing
The assemblage of graces found only in Jesus
The only source of comfort; the only spring of joy?
Groaning, sweating, bleeding, and painfully yielding up his life
My Beloved is mine—and I am His
When disappointed in the creature
When the Son of Man comes in His glory
If that man had the soul of a swine
The crown of universal monarchy
The Man with the bruised heel & crown of thorns
He is both Teacher and Lesson, Guide and Way
Brethren, is not this the very cream of Heaven?
In wondrous contrast — and yet with consistent harmony
The life of all our graces and comforts
O consider Jesus' loveliness and beauty
Both our teacher and our lesson
The unsearchable riches of Christ!
Keep this medicine next to your heart
The Infinite has become an infant
Faith's view of a crucified Redeemer
Going up through this wilderness world
The sparkling diamond in the ring of glory
The awesome, holy, glorious beauty of Christ
Our faithful, unfailing Friend
The essence of all delights and pleasures
What a sin-killing, self-abasing sight
The Infinite has become an infant
The richest jewel in the cabinet of glory
When the world is one vast howling wilderness
His cross, His love, His grace, His heart
The best evidence of Christianity
It quenches the thirst of the soul
All loveliness, all excellence, all glory
My Beloved
The most precious thing in Heaven or earthMore than being our friend, helper, or benefactor
Inexpressibly, Unutterably, Indescribably Lovely
Better than any earthly pleasure
The incomparable sweetness of Christ
Depths, heights, lengths, and breadths of loveliness
The painted beauties of this world will wither
He is too wise to err—and too good to be unkind
That Man of sorrows, is the Savior of the world
Unto you who believe — He is precious
Thus He will make the soul enamored with Jesus
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