Divine Hymns or Spiritual Songs, for the use of religious assemblies and private Christians ‎#XIII

XIII. A Hymn for Young Converts

1 Methinks I hear my Savior call,
His pleasant voice doth say,
"From tents of ease, and sin, and thrall,
"My fair one come away."

2 God's spirit doth his saints adorn,
Like clusters on the vine;
O 'tis a bright and glorious morn,
To see their graces shine.

3 Dear Savior, here I panting lie,
And long to see thy face;
O Lord, I pray do not deny
A visit of thy grace.

4 Dear Savior come, sweet Jesus come,
I long to hear thy voice;
Jesus ride on, thy pow'r assume,
And make thy saints rejoice.

5 How long shall that bright hour delay?
When will my Lord appear?
I long to see that happy day,
When Jesus will draw near.

6 O how I long to take my flight,
My soul is on the wing;
I long to see my heart's delight,
And be with Christ my King.

7 Most gracious King, I love thy name,
I long for to adore,
I long to sound thy gracious fame,
Upon the blissful shore.

8 Then let my soul absorbed be,
While God doth me surround,
As a small drop in the vast sea
Is lost and can't be found.

9 I long thy coming to behold,
Then shall thy saints adore;
My ardent wishes can't be told,
So I can say no more.

Text Information

• First Line: Methinks I hear my Savior call
• Title: A Hymn for Young Converts
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1802

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