JESUS, where’er Thy people meet,

For Thou, within no walls confined, Inhabitest the humble mind; Such ever bring Thee where they come, And going, take Thee to their home.

Dear Shepherd of Thy chosen few, Thy former mercies here renew; Here, to our waiting hearts, proclaim The sweetness of Thy saving name.

Here may we prove the power of prayer To strengthen faith and sweeten care; To teach our faint desires to rise, And bring all Heaven before our eyes.

Lord, we are few, but Thou art near; Nor short Thine arm, nor deaf Thine ear: O, rend the heavens, come quickly down, And make our waiting hearts Thine own!