This world is a wilderness wide

This world is a wilderness wide, I have nothing to seek or to choose; I've no thought in the waste to abide; I have nought to regret nor to lose.

The path where my Saviour is gone Has led up to His Father and God, To the place where He's now on the throne; And His strength shall be mine on the road.

With Him shall my rest be on high, When in holiness bright I sit down, In the joy of His love ever nigh, In the peace that His presence shall crown.

' Tis the treasure I've found in His love That has made me a pilgrim below; And 'tis there, when I reach Him above As I'm known, all His fullness I'll know.

And Saviour, 'tis Thou from on high I await till the time Thou shalt come, To take him Thou hast led by Thine eye To Thyself in Thy heavenly home.