Fair-est Lord Je-sus, rul-er of all na-ture,
O Thou of God and man the Son,
Thee will I cher-ish, Thee will I hon-or,
Thou, my soul's glo-ry, joy and crown.
Fair are the mea-dows, fair-er still the wood-lands,
Robed in the bloom-ing garb of spring;
Je-sus is fair-er, Je-sus is pur-er,
Who makes the woe-ful heart to sing.
Fair is the sun-shine, fair-er still the moon-light,
And all the twink-ling star-ry host;
Je-sus shines bright-er, Je-sus shines pur-er
Than all the an-gels heaven can boast.
Beau-ti-ful Sa-vior! Lord of all the na-tions!
Son of God and Son of Man!
Glo-ry and hon-or, praise, a-do-ra-tion,
Now and for-ev-er more be Thine.