Verse 1
Thou dost indeed conceal thy face
Ev’n from the people of thy love,
Abate the rapturous sense of grace,
Their faith and patient hope to prove,
To make them trust a God unseen,
And know themselves to be but men.

Verse 2
If Thou my pardning God appear,
In pleasant ways I hasten on;
If Thou withdraw thy comforts here,
I walk by humble faith alone,
I ask, What makes my Lord depart?
I miss thy presence from my heart.

Verse 3
O that I every moment might
Thy presence, or thy absence, feel!
Walk on triumphant in thy light,
Or desolate in darkness dwell,
Happy in thy injoyment be,
Or wretched thro’ the want of Thee!

Verse 4
Only from sin my soul restrain:
Restrain’d from sin, I ask no more
But suffering like the Mournful Man
My Pattern on the cross adore,
A moment with my Saviour grieve,
In endless joy with Thee to live.