Gift of God

Verse 1

Jesus, my love, my chief delight, For thee I long, for thee I pray, Amid the shadows of the night, Amid the business of the day.

Verse 2

When shall I see thy smiling face, That face which I have often seen? Arise, thou Sun of Righteousness, Scatter the clouds that intervene.

Verse 3

Thou art the glorious Gift of God To sinners weary and distressed; The first of all his gifts bestowed, And certain pledge of all the rest.

Verse 4

Since I can say this gift of mine, I'll tread the world beneath my feet, No more at poverty repine, Nor envy the rich sinner's state.

Verse 5

The precious jewel I will keep, And lodge it deep within my heart; At home, abroad, awake, asleep, It never shall from thence depart.