Come, Thou Desire of All the Saints

Verse 1

Come, Thou Desire of all Thy saints, Our humble strains attend, While with our praises and complaints, Low at Thy feet we bend.

Verse 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?

Verse 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!

Verse 4

Now, Savior, let Thy glory shine, And fill Thy dwellings here Till life, and love, and joy divine, A heaven on earth appear.

Verse 5

When shall our hearts, enraptured, say "Come, great Redeemer, come, And bring the bright, the glorious day That calls Thy children home?" Amen.