I want Thy love to cheer me
Along the desert way,
Thy wondrous love, Lord Jesus,
To be my strength and stay.
I want Thee to advise me
When I know not what to do,
To guide me and direct me
Where Thou wouldst have me go.
I want Thee every moment, Lord;
I am so very weak;
Not one thing can I do aright
Unless Thy aid I seek.
I want Thee, too, “up there,” Lord,
As Priest to intercede,
That I may grace and help obtain
In every time of need.
I want Thee as the Advocate,
Whene’er I fail or sin,
To cleanse me from defilement,
To keep my peace within.
I’ll want Thee too, Lord Jesus,
In that bright home above,
Where, with Thy ransomed people,
I’ll celebrate Thy love.
I could not do without Thee there;
’Twould not be heaven to me
If He alone were absent
Who purchased it for me.
S. R. (Words of Truth)