Verse 1
Weary of all below,
And drawing toward my end,
My only want I show
To thee, the sinner’s friend,
Who hast thro’ life my Saviour been;
Open thy arms to take me in.

Verse 2
Yet here my soul detain,
God of almighty love,
Till, join’d to thee again,
The life of faith I prove,
The utmost power of godliness,
The plenitude of gospel-grace.

Verse 3
I want a pardon seal’d
In peace and humble joy,
The deity reveal’d,
My evils to destroy,
The Spirit purchas’d by thy blood,
The fulness of indwelling God.

Verse 4
Thy absence from my heart
Forbids my soul t’ aspire,
And longing to depart,
I check the rash desire,
Bewail my want of purity,
My painful want of love and thee.

Verse 5
O let my mournful cry
Thy kind compassion move,
Nor suffer me to die
A stranger to thy love:
Thy word the weeping sinner chears;
O keep not silence at my tears.

Verse 6
I wait the quick’ning word,
Which bids my soul awake,
In holiness restor’d,
Thy nature to partake;
That life which time and death defies,
That charity which never dies.

Verse 7
Then let this body drop
Into its earthen bed;
This flesh shall rest in hope,
While number’d with the dead:
Sweet fellowship with thee I have,
And share my dear Redeemer’s grave.

Verse 8
My spirit then set free,
On eagle’s wings shall rise,
With eagle’s eye shall see
Its Lord in paradise,
Till thy eternal Spirit come,
And call my dust out of the tomb.

Verse 9
In soul and body blest,
My utmost flight I soar,
Enter the heavenly rest,
And face to face adore
The glorious God in Persons Three,
My God thro’ all eternity!