I.LIV. Dearest Jesus, tho' unseen

1 Dearest Jesus, tho' unseen,
My believing Heart must love thee;
Poor, despised Nazarene,
A kind and constant Friend I prove thee;
Sinking in thy balmy Name,
O, how I love my dearest Lamb.

2 Night and Day I vent my Sighs,
Languishing to see my Saviour:
With warm Heart and wond'ring Eyes,
I's view my dying God for-ever:
Here I always would abide;
O, this I choose and nought beside!

3 Like the widow'd Turtle-Dove,
I, dear, lovely Man, adore thee;
Pants my Soul quite faint with Love,
Singing, "O my Love, restore me
"To thy Presence, sweet and free;
"O. how I long to be with thee!"

4 O'er the Hills I see him come,
Swift as darts the piercing Lightning,
Scatters all my horrid Gloom;
All my Joys are quick and brightning:
Welcome, welcome, dearest Lamb;
O, how his Presence feeds my Flame!

5 Praise shall my glad Lips employ,
Praise shall all my Pow'rs enliven,
To the Fountain of my Joy,
Jesus, Prince of Earth and Heaven:
He is mine, and I am his;
O, he's my Glory and my Bliss!

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First Line: Dearest Jesus, tho' unseen
Language: English
Publication Date: 1776
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