Come, Thou Desire of all Thy saints ! Our humble strains attend ; While with our praises and complaints, Low at Thy feet we bend,
2. How should our songs, like those above, With warm devotion rise ! How should our souls, on wings of love, Mount upward to the skies !
3. Come, Lord ! Thy love alone can raise In us the heavenly flame ; Then shall our lips resound Thy praise, Our hearts adore Thy name.
4. Dear Saviour, let Thy glory shine, And fill Thy dwellings here ; Till life, and love, and joy divine A heaven on earth appear.