OUR heavenly Father calls, And Christ invites us near; With both our friendship shall be sweet, And our communion dear.
God pities all our griefs, He pardons every day, Almighty to protect our souls, And wise to guide our way.
How large His bounties are!— What various stores of good, Diffused from our Redeemer’s hand, And purchased with His blood!
Jesus, our living Head, We bless Thy faithful care, Our Advocate before the throne, And our Forerunner there.
Here fix, my roving heart, Here wait, my warmest love, Till the communion be complete In nobler scenes above.
Philip Doddridge, 1702-51