To know Thee—Oh my Saviour,
My longing soul’s desire
Is daily of Thy beauty
More knowledge to acquire.
To see Thee, as the “risen One,”
Sitting at God’s right hand,
My death in Thee, my life in Thee,
With power to understand.
To know Thee, in Thy sorrows,
And grieve for all Thy woe,
To shrink not from partaking
Thy sufferings here below.
But bless Thee that Thou countest me
Worthy to bear the cross,
Sent in the love of Him for whom
I count all else but dross.
To know Thee, in Thy dying,
To give my dead soul breath,
And ever to be praying
“Conform mete Thy death.”
Thus would I know Thee, blessed Lord,
In all Thy wondrous worth,
And seek to follow in Thy steps
Till called away from earth.