Lord, ’tis Thy face for which I pine

Lord

’tis Thy face for which I pine;

Come

open wide these eyes of mine;

Thy radiant glory before them shine;

Darkness dispel in light divine.

Lord

now I seek Thy face to see;

May Thou no longer hide from me;

Open my eyes

shine gloriously

Thy face divine!

Lord

my desire’s Thy voice so dear;

Open my ears

that I may hear;

May Thy voice linger

constant and clear

All Satan’s falsehoods disappear.

Lord

now I seek Thy face to see;

May Thou no longer hide from me;

Open my ears and speak to me

Thy word divine!

Thy very self is my heart’s plea;

Open my heart

fill utterly;

Thy fullness overflowing in me

May I be wholly lost in Thee.

Lord

I now seek Thy face to see;

May Thou no longer hide from me;

Open my heart

fill bounteously

With grace divine!