Here from the world we turn, Je­sus to seek;
Here may His lov­ing voice ten­der­ly speak!
Jesus, our dear­est friend, while at Thy feet we bend,
O let Thy smile des­cend! ’Tis Thee we seek.

Come, ho­ly Com­fort­er, pre­sence di­vine,
Now in our long­ing hearts gra­cious­ly shine;
O for Thy migh­ty pow­er! O for a bless­èd show­er,
Filling this hal­lowed hour with joy di­vine!

Savior, Thy work re­vive; here may we see
Those who are dead in sin quick­ened by Thee;
Come to our hearts to­night, make ev­ery bur­den light;
Cheer Thou our wait­ing sight; we long for Thee.