Longing for Christ

Verse 1

My heart is sad and weary, My way is dark and dreary; O quench my ceaseless longings With Thy rich grace and love; With Thine own arm uphold me, And to Thy breast enfold me; O sanctify me wholly, And bring me safe above.

Verse 2

My sky is over-clouded, My path with shadows shrouded; Dispel the mocking phantoms, And drive away the gloom; A balm for every sorrow From Thee I fain would borrow; For Thee my soul is longing, And waits to make Thee room.

Verse 3

From sin Thou canst deliver, And break its bonds forever; O let me never wander And grieve Thee, I implore; Unholy thoughts subduing, My sinful heart renewing, O guide me to Thy glory, And bless me evermore.