560 Desiring the Divine Presence CM
UNVEIL thy face most holy Lord,
And fill my heart with joy;
Thy glories then shall tune my tongue,
And all my thoughts employ.
2 Should I be plunged in deep distress,
And earthly comforts flee;
Yet might I say that thou art mine,
’Twould be enough for me.
3 If in a dungeon dark confined,
I still enjoyed thy smile;
This would at once disperse the gloom
And all my cares beguile.
4 If in a lonely wilderness,
My dwelling place should be;
Grant me thy presence, and I want
No other company.
5 In danger thou art my defence,
My help in time of need
Whilst others are but friends in name,
Thou art a friend indeed.