Jesus, We Look to Thee

Jesus, we look to thee,

Thy promised presence claim;

Thou in the midst of us shalt be,

Assembled in thy name.

Not in the name of pride

Or selfishness we meet;

From nature's paths we turn aside,

And worldly thoughts forget.

We meet the grace to take,

Which thou hast freely given;

We meet on earth for thy dear sake,

That we may meet in heaven.

Present we know thou art,

But, oh, thyself reveal!

Now, Lord, let every bounding heart

Thy mighty comfort feel.

Oh, may thy quickening voice

The death of sin remove;

And bid our inmost souls rejoice,

In hope of perfect love.