Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books ‎#II.XV

II.XV. The enjoyment of Christ; or delight in worship

1 Far from my thoughts vain world be gone,
Let my religious hours alone;
Fain would my eyes my Saviour see;
I wait a visit, Lord, from thee.

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 heav'nly love.

3 [The trees of life immortal stand
In fragrant rows at thy right hand,
And in sweet murmurs by their side
Rivers of bliss perpetual glide.

4 Haste then but with a smiling face,
And spread the table of thy grace;
Bring down a taste of truth divine
And cheer my heart with sacred wine.]

5 Bless'd Jesus, what delicious fare!
How sweet thy entertainments are!
Never did angels taste above
Redeeming grace and dying love.

6 Hail great Immanuel, all divine!
In thee thy Father’s glories shine;
Thou brightest, sweetest, fairest one,
That eyes have seen, or angels known.

Text Information

• First Line: Far from my thoughts, vain world, be gone
• Title: The enjoyment of Christ; or delight in worship
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1793

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