Here from the world we turn,
Jesus to seek;
here may His loving voice
graciously speak!
Jesus, our dearest friend,
while at Thy feet we bend,
oh, let Thy smile descend!
'tis Thee we seek.

Come, Holy Comforter,
Presence divine,
now in our longing hearts
graciously shine!
Oh, for Thy mighty power!
Oh, for a blessed shower,
filling this hallowed hour
with joy divine.

Saviour, Thy work revive!
Here may we see
those who are dead in sin
quickened by Thee!
Come to our hearts' delight,
make every burden light,
cheer Thou our waiting sight;
we long for Thee.


Frances van Alstyne (1820-1915)