1 Far from my heavenly home,
Far from my Father's breast,
Fainting I cry, Blest Spirit, come,
And speed me to my rest.
2 My spirit homeward turns,
And fain would thither flee:
My heart, O Sion, droops and yearns,
When I remember thee.
3 To thee, to thee I press,
A dark and toilsome road:
When shall I pass the wilderness,
And reach the saints' abode?
4 God of my life, be near;
On Thee my hopes I cast:
O guide me through the desert here,
And bring me home at last.
Hymnal: according to the use of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America, 1871
”Upon the willows long My harp has silent hung; How should I sing a cheerful song Till Thou inspire my tongue?"is omitted. Full original text in Hymnal CompanionNo. 135. --John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology (1907)