With longing eyes and restless heart

Verse 1
With longing eyes, and restless heart,
I wait his full return,
Who kindly promises t’ impart
Himself to all that mourn:
The word his blessed lips hath past,
The soul-renewing word,
And I shall surely find at last
Perfection in my Lord.

Verse 2
I now my Consolation see,
But thro’ a darkning veil:
Come, Jesus, come and comfort me,
Nor let thy promise fail;
Come Thou thyself, for all thy grace
Thy gifts cannot suffice,
And make the brightness of thy face
My constant paradise.

Hymnal/Album: Originally titled: “‘Mine eyes long sore for thy word, saying, O when wilt thou comfort me?’—[Ps.] 119:82.” This hymn appears in the 1783 manuscript “MS Scriptural Hymns.” This manuscript is part of the collection of the Methodist Archive and Research Centre in The John Rylands Library, The University of Manchester (accession number MA 1977/576, Charles Wesley Notebooks Box 3). Accessed through the website of The Center for Studies in the Wesleyan Tradition, Duke Divinity School. Published in The Poetical Works of John and Charles Wesley, Collected and Arranged by G. Osborn, Vol. 9 (London: Wesleyan-Methodist Conference Office, 1870), page 329.
Publishing: Public Domain