F. J. Crosby

HERE from the world we turn,

Jesus to seek;

Here may His loving voice

Tenderly speak.

Jesus, our dearest Friend,

While at Thy feet we bend,

Oh, let Thy smile descend!

’Tis Thee we seek.


Come, Holy Comforter,

Presence Divine,

Now in our longing hearts

Graciously shine;

Oh, for Thy mighty power!

Oh, for a blessed shower,

Filling this hallowed hour

With joy divine!


Saviour, Thy work revive,

Here may we see

Those who are dead in sin

Quickened by Thee;

Come to our hearts’ delight,

Make every burden light,

Cheer Thou our waiting sight;

We long for Thee.


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