What
tho�
clouds
are
hov�ring
o�er
me,
And
I
seem
to
walk
alone�
Longing
�mid
my
cares
and
crosses,
For
the
joys
that
now
are
flown�
If
I�ve
Jesus,
�Jesus
only,�
Then
my
sky
will
have
a
gem;
He�s
a
Sun
of
brightest
splendor,
And
the
Star
of
Bethlehem.
What
tho�
all
my
earthly
journey
Bringeth
naught
but
weary
hours,
And,
in
grasping
for
life�s
roses,
Thorns
I
find
instead
of
flow�rs�
If
I�ve
Jesus,
�Jesus
only,�
I
possess
a
cluster
rare;
He�s
the
�Lily
of
the
Valley,�
And
the
�Rose
of
Sharon�
fair.
What
tho�
all
my
heart
is
yearning
For
the
loved
of
long
ago�
Bitter
lessons,
sadly
learning
From
the
shadowy
page
of
woe�
If
I�ve
Jesus,
�Jesus
only,�
He�ll
be
with
me
to
the
end;
And,
unseen
by
mortal
vision,
Angel
bands
will
o�er
me
bend.
When
I
soar
to
realms
of
glory
And
an
entrance
I
await,
If I
whisper,
�Jesus
only!�
Wide
will
ope
the
pearly
gate;
When
I
join
the
heavenly
chorus,
And
the
angel
hosts
I
see,
Precious
Jesus,
�Jesus
only,�
Will
my
theme
of
rapture
be.
