Jesus, where'er Thy people meet, There they behold Thy mercy seat; Where'er they seek Thee, Thou art found, And every place is hallowed ground.
For Thou within no walls confined, Dost dwell with those of humble mind; Such ever bring Thee where they come, And going take Thee to their home.
Great 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; Oh rend the heavens, come quickly down, And make a thousand hearts thine own! Amen.