Stor'd, Lord Jesus, are in Thee,
Pastures of unfading pleasure,
Where we roam and feast so free.
Light of joy! illumine me
Ere my heart quite broken be!
Jesus, let mine eyes behold Thee;
Lord, refresh me and uphold me!
Heart, rejoice, for He doth hear thee,
And He visits thee again;
Now thy Saviour draweth near thee,