1 Lord Jesus, when Your people meet
they come before Your mercy-seat;
where You are sought, You shall be found,
and every place is holy ground.

2 Your presence, by no walls confined,
is known within the humble mind;
the meek will bring You where they come,
and going take You to their home.

3 Dear Shepherd of your chosen few,
Your former mercies here renew;
here to our waiting hearts proclaim
the greatness of Your saving name.

4 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.

5 Lord, we are few, but You are near;
Your arm can save, Your ear can hear:
break through the heavens, come quickly down,
and make a thousand hearts Your own!