1 Return, my roving heart, return,
And chase these shadowy forms no more;
Seek out some solitude to mourn,
And thy forsaken God implore.
2 Wisdom and pleasure dwell at home;
Retired and silent seek them there:
This is the way to overcome,
The way to break the tempter's snare.
3 And thou my god, whose piercing eye
Distinct surveys each deep recess,
In these abstracted hours draw nigh,
And with thy presence fill the place.
4 Through the recesses of my heart
My search let heavenly wisdom guide,
And still its radiant beams impart,
Till all be searched and purified.
5 Then, with the visits of thy love,
Vouchsafe my inmost soul to cheer;
Till every grace shall join to prove,
That God hath fixed his dwelling there.
The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the most approved authors, 1799