1 Come, Saviour dear, with us abide,
We need Thy kind compassion;
Thy flock to living waters guide,
Which are Thy wounds and passion;
And lead us into pastures green,
Where faithful souls are ever seen
In peace and blissful union.
2 O Sea of love, pour out Thy flood
O'er all in blessèd showers;
The fiery darts quench with Thy blood,
And crush hell's evil powers.
Thou, of the world the Mercy-Seat,
Let of Thy love the gentle heat
Set all our hearts aglowing.
Source: The Hymnal and Order of Service #298