In the Sanctuary

Verse 1

Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone! Let my religious hours alone: Fain would mine eyes my Saviour see; I wait a visit, Lord, from thee.

Verse 2

My heart grows warm with holy fire, And kindles with a pure desire; Come, my dear Jesus! from above, And feed my soul with heavenly love.

Verse 3

Blest Saviour, what delicious fare! How sweet thine entertainments are? Never did angels taste, above, Redeeming grace and dying love.