Lord Jesus, in the Days of Old

Lord Je­sus

in the days of old

Two walked with Thee in wan­ing light;

And love’s blind in­stinct made them bold

To crave Thy pre­sence through the night.

As night des­cends

we too would pray

O leave us not at close of day.

Did not their hearts with­in them burn?

And though their Lord they failed to know

Did not their spir­its in­ly yearn?

They could not let the strang­er go.

Much more must we who know Thee pray

O leave us not at close of day.