237. Desires for God’s Presence

Wilt Thou not visit me?
The plant beside me feels Thy gentle dew;
Each blade of grass I see,
From Thy deep earth its quickening moisture drew.

Wilt Thou not visit me?
Thy morning calls on me with cheering tone;
And every hill and tree
Lend but one voice, the voice of Thee alone.

Come! for I need Thy love,
More than the flower the dew, or grass the rain;
Come, like Thy holy dove,
And let me in Thy sight rejoice to live again.

Yes! Thou wilt visit me;
Nor plant nor tree Thine eye delights so well,
As when, from sin set free,
Man’s spirit comes with Thine in peace to dwell.

Text Information
First Line: Wilt Thou not visit me?
Title: Desires for God’s Presence
Author: Jones Very
Meter: P. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1866
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