Come, Thou Condescending Jesus!

Come

Thou con­des­cend­ing Je­sus!

Thou hast blessed a mar­riage feast;

Come

and with Thy pre­sence bless us

Deign to be an hon­ored guest.

Once

at Ca­na’s hap­py vil­lage

Thou didst heav’n­ly joy im­part;

Though un­seen

may Thy blest im­age

Be in­scribed on ev­ery heart.

Lord

we come to ask Thy bless­ing

On the hap­py pair to rest.

Make Thy good­ness

nev­er ceas­ing

Make them now and ev­er blest.

Thou canst change the course of na­ture

Turning wa­ter in­to wine

But we ask a great­er fa­vor

May they be ev­er Thine.

Thine by co­ve­nant and adopt­ion

Thine by free and sov­er­eign grace

May they by each word and act­ion

Do Thy will

and speak Thy praise.

Gracious Lord

from Thy free boun­ty

Fill their bas­ket and their store;

Give them with their health and plen­ty

Hearts Thy good­ness to adore.

Often from their hap­py dwell­ing

May the voice of pray­er as­cend

For Thy mer­cies still in­creas­ing

To their best

their kind­est friend.

Through this life’s tem­pes­tu­ous ocean

Storms are thick

and dan­gers nigh;

O may con­stant

pure de­vo­tion

Guide them safe to realms on high.

When by death’s cold hand di­vid­ed

Which dis­solves the ten­der­est ties

By Thy grace again unit­ed

May they in Thine im­age rise.

Come

Thou con­des­cend­ing Je­sus

Fill our hearts with songs of praise;

Come and with Thy pre­sence bless us

Make us sub­jects of Thy grace.