Who can cheer the heart like Jesus, By His presence all divine? True and tender, pure and precious, O how blest to call Him mine! All that thrills my soul is Jesus; He is more than life to me; And the fairest of ten thousand, In my blessed Lord I see. Love of Christ so freely given. Grace of God beyond degree, Mercy higher than the heaven, Deeper then the deepest sea. All that thrills my soul is Jesus; He is more than life to me; And the fairest of ten thousand, In my blessed Lord I see. What a wonderful redemption! Never can a mortal know How my sin, tho' red like crimson, Can be whiter than the snow. All that thrills my soul is Jesus; He is more than life to me; And the fairest of ten thousand, In my blessed Lord I see. Every need His hand supplying, Every good in Him I see; On His strength divine relying, He is all in all to me. All that thrills my soul is Jesus; He is more than life to me; And the fairest of ten thousand, In my blessed Lord I see. By the crystal flowing river With the ransomed I will sing, And forever and forever Praise and glorify the King. All that thrills my soul is Jesus; He is more than life to me; And the fairest of ten thousand, In my blessed Lord I see.