Gathered to Thy name, Lord Jesus,
Losing sight of all but Thee,
O! what joy Thy presence gives us,
Calling up our hearts to Thee.
Yet with reverence we would linger
In the shadow of the cross,
Which has closed our hearts forever
To the world and all its dross.
And we see with joyful wonder
How the cross has cast its light
On the throne of God up yonder,
So that we can walk in light.
Deepest shame and brightest glory
In that wondrous scene we trace,
For it tells the twofold story
Of God’s grace and man’s disgrace.
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.
O the joy, the wondrous singing,
When we see Thee as Thou art,
Thy blest name, Lord Jesus, ringing
Sweetest music to God’s heart.
Notes of gladness, songs unceasing,
Hymns of everlasting praise,
Psalms of glory, joy increasing,
Through God’s endless day of days.