A Pocket Hymn Book ‎#CCIX

CCIX. Where is my God, my joy, my hope

1 Where is my God, my joy, my hope,
The dear desire of nations where?
Jesus, to thee my soul looks up,
To thee directs her morning prayer;
And spreads her arms of faith abroad,
To embrace my hope, my joy, my God!

2 Mine eyes prevent the morning ray,
Looking, and longing for thy word:
Come, O my Jesus, come away,
And let my heart receive its Lord;
Which pants and struggles to be free,
And breaks to be detain'd from thee.

3 Appear in me bright Morning Star,
And scatter all the shades of night!
I saw thee once, and came from far,
But quickly lost thy transient light;
And now again in darkness pine,
Till thou throughout my nature shine.

4 In patient hope I now take heed
To the sure word of promis'd grace,
Whose rays a feeble lustre shed,
Faint, glimmering through the darksome place;
Till thou thy glorious light impart,
And rise, the Day-Star in my heart.

5 Come, Lord, be manifested here,
And all the devil's works destroy;
Now without sin in me appear,
And fill with everlasting joy:
Thy beatific face display,
Thy presence is the perfect day.

Text Information

• First Line: Where is my God, my joy, my hope
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1791
• Topic: For the Morning

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