Verse 1
O love, I languish at thy stay,
I pine for thee with lingring smart,
Weary, and faint thro’ long delay,

When wilt thou come into my heart,
From sin and sorrow set me free,
And swallow up my soul in thee!

Verse 2
Come, O thou universal good,
Balm of the wounded conscience, come,
The hungry, dying spirit’s food,

The weary, wandring pilgrim’s home,
Haven to take the shipwreck’d in,
My everlasting rest from sin.

Verse 3
Be thou, O love, whate’er I want,
Support my feebleness of mind,
Relieve the thirsty soul, the faint

Revive, illuminate the blind,
The mournful chear, the drooping lead,
And heal the sick, and raise the dead.

Verse 4
Come, O my comfort and delight,
My strength and health, my shield and sun,
My boast, and confidence, and might,

My joy, my glory, and my crown,
My gospel-hope, my calling’s prize,
My tree of life, my paradise.

Verse 5
The secret of the Lord thou art,
The mystery so long unknown,
Christ in a pure and perfect heart,

The name inscrib’d in the white stone,
The life divine, the little leaven,
My pretious pearl, my present heaven.