Amidst Us Our Belovèd Stands

Amidst us our Be­lov­èd stands

And bids us view His pierc­èd hands;

Points to the wound­ed feet and side

Blest em­blems of the Cru­ci­fied.

What food lu­xu­ri­ous loads the board

When at His ta­ble sits the Lord!

The wine how rich

the bread how sweet

When Je­sus deigns the guests to meet!

If now

with eyes de­filed and dim

We see the signs

but see not Him;

O may His love the scales dis­place

And bid us see Him face to face!

Our for­mer trans­ports we re­count

When with Him in the ho­ly mount

These cause our souls to thirst anew

His marred but love­ly face to view.

Thou glo­ri­ous Bride­groom of our hearts

Thy pre­sent smile a heav’n im­parts!

Oh lift the veil

if veil there be

Let ev­ery saint Thy beau­ties see!