Gathered to Thy name, Lord Jesus,
Losing sight of all but Thee;
Oh what joy Thy presence gives us
Calling up our hearts to Thee.
Loved with love which knows no measure,
Save the Father’s love to Thee;
Blessed Lord, our hearts would treasure
All the Father’s thoughts of Thee.
All His joy, His rest, His pleasure,
All His deep delight in Thee:
Lord, Thy heart alone can measure
What Thy Father found in Thee;
How He set His love upon Thee,
Called Thee His beloved Son;
Yet for us He did not spare Thee;
By Thy death, our life was won.
Oh, the joy, the wondrous singing
When we see Thee as Thou art:
Thy blest name, Lord Jesus, bringing
Sweetest music to God’s heart.
Notes of gladness, songs unceasing,
Hymns of everlasting praise;
Songs of glory, joys increasing
Through God’s endless day of days.
Anon.