People of the living God

Verse 1

People of the living God, I have sought the world around, Paths of sin and sorrow trod, Peace and comfort nowhere found. Now to you my spirit turns, Turns, a fugitive unbless'd; Brethren, where your altar burns, O receive me into rest!

Verse 2

Lonely I no longer roam, Like the cloud, the wind, the wave; Where you dwell shall be my home, Where you die shall be my grave; Mine the God whom you adore, Your Redeemer shall be mine; Earth can fill my heart no more, Every idol I resign.

Verse 3

Tell me not of gain or loss, Ease, enjoyment, pomp, and power, Welcome poverty and cross, Shame, reproach, affliction's hour: "Follow me!"--I know the voice; Jesus, Lord, Thy steps I see; Now I take Thy yoke by choice, Light Thy burden now to me.