Verse 1
Saviour, who ready art to hear,
(Readier than I to pray)
Answer my scarcely utter’d prayer,
And meet me on the way.

Verse 2
Talk with me, Lord: thyself reveal,
While here o’er earth I rove;
Speak to my heart, and let it feel
The kindling of thy love:

Verse 3
With thee conversing I forget
All time, and toil, and care:
Labour is rest, and pain is sweet,
If thou, my God, art here.

Verse 4
Here then, my God, vouchsafe to stay,
And make my heart rejoice;
My bounding heart shall own thy sway,
And eccho to thy voice.

Verse 5
Thou callest me to seek thy face—
’Tis all I wish to seek,
T’ attend the whispers of thy grace,
And hear thee inly speak.

Verse 6
Let this my every hour employ,
Till I thy glory see,
Enter into my Master’s joy,
And find my heaven in thee.