Come to Me, Lord, When First I Wake

Come to me

Lord

when first I wake

As faint the lights of morn­ing break;

Bid pure­st thoughts with­in me rise

Like crys­tal dew-drops

to the skies.

Come to me in the sul­try noon;

Or earth’s com­mun­ings low will soon

Of Thy dear face eclipse the light

And change my fair­est day to night.

Come to me in the ev­en­ing shade;

And if my heart from Thee has strayed

Oh! bring it back

and from afar

Smile on me like Thine ev­en­ing star.

Come to me in the mid­night hour;

When sleep with­holds her bal­my pow­er

Let my lone spir­it find its rest

Like John

up­on my Sav­ior’s breast.

Come to me through life’s var­ied way;

And when its puls­es cease to play

Then

Sav­ior

bid me come to Thee

That where Thou art Thy child may be.