Verse 1
Thy poor external worshipper,
My poverty I own,
With trembling hands an altar rear
As to the God Unknown!
Left by a God who hides his face,
And seemingly forgot,
I own, in darkness and distress,
That now I know Thee not.
Verse 2
Yet drawn by thine alluring grace
Still after Thee I feel,
And worship toward the holy place,
And seek th’ Invisible;
I follow on, and cannot rest,
Till I my Maker see,
And with his special presence blest
Perceive my God in me.
Verse 3
Wilt Thou not soon display thy heart
In Jesus reconcil’d,
Thy servant graciously convert
Into a loving child?
Father, thy Deity declare,
In Jesus Christ reveal’d,
Acknowledge thine undoubted heir,
An heir of glory seal’d.