Seeking the Lord

Verse 1

Often I seek my Lord by night, Jesus, my Love, my soul's delight; With warm desire and restless thought I seek him oft, but find him not.

Verse 2

Then I arise and search the street, Till I my Lord, my Savior meet: I ask the watchmen of the night, "Where did you see my soul's delight?"

Verse 3

Sometimes I find him in my way, Directed by a heav'nly ray; I leap for joy to see his face, And hold him fast in mine embrace.

Verse 4

I bring him to my mother's home, Nor does my Lord refuse to come To Zion's sacred chambers, where My soul first drew the vital air.

Verse 5

He gives me there his bleeding heart, Pierced for my sake with deadly smart; I give my soul to him, and there Our loves their mutual tokens share.

Verse 6

I charge you, all ye earthly toys, Approach not to disturb my joys; Nor sin nor hell come near my heart, Nor cause my Savior to depart.