Lord Jesus! When we think of thee
Of all thy love and
grace,
Our spirits long and fain would see
Thy beauty face
to face.
And though the wilderness we tread,
A barren, thirsty
ground,
With thorns and briars overspread,
Where foes and
snares abound.
Yet in thy love such depths we see,
Our souls o¡¦erflow
with praise
Content ourselves, while, Lord to Thee
A
joyful song we raise.
Our Lord, our Life, our Rest, our Shield,
Our Rock, our
Food, our Light
Each though of Thee doth constant yield
Unchanging, fresh delight.
Blest Saviour, keep our spirits stayed
Hard following
after Thee,
Till we, in robes of white arrayed,
Thy face in glory see.