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.