More Of Thy Presence

How sweet to leave the world awhile, And seek the presence of our Lord Dear Saviour, on thy people smile; Draw near according to thy word.

From busy scenes we now retreat, That we may here converse with thee. O Lord, behold us at thy feet; Let this the gate of heaven be.

Chief of ten thousand, now appear, That we by faith may see thy face. O speak, that we thy voice may hear, And let thy presence fill this place.