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1 Dearest Jesus though unseen,
My believing heart must love thee;
Poor despised Nazarene:
A true and constant friend I prove thee,
Sinking in thy balmy name,
O how I love my dearest Lamb.
2 Night and day I vent my sign,
Languishing to see my Saviour,
With warm heart and wond'ring eye,
I view my dying Lord for ever,
here I always would abide,
O this I chuse and nought beside.
3 Like the widow'd turtle dove,
I, dear lovely Lamb, mourn for thee
Pants my soul thy love to prove,
Crying O my God restore me
To thy presence sweet and fair,
O how I long to meet thee there.
4 Every moment seems an age,
Till thy presence shall relieve me,
Till thy grace my woes assuage,
And thy absence no more grieve me:
Welcome, welcome, bleeding Lamb,
O how thy presence feeds the flame.
5 O'er the hills I see him come,
Quick as darts the piercing lightning,
Scattered o'er the horrid gloom:
All thy joys are quick and brightning.
Welcome, welcome, bleeding Lamb,
O how I love thy dearest name.
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First Line: | Dearest Jesus, though unseen |
Title: | Mourning for an Absent Saviour |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1803 |