1 

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.

 2 

And though the wilderness we tread,

   A barren, thirsty ground,

With thorns and briars overspread,

   Where foes and snares abound;

 3 

Yet in Thy love such depths we see,

   Our hearts o'erflow with praise —

Content ourselves, while, Lord to Thee

   A joyful song we raise.

 4 

Our Lord, our Life, our Rest, our Shield,

   Our Rock, our Food, our Light;

Each thought of Thee doth constant yield

   Unchanging, fresh delight.

 5 

Blest Savior, keep our spirit stayed,

   Hard following after Thee,

Till we, in victory displayed,

   Thy face in glory see.