O Dwell with Me

The world is but a fleet­ing dream

A pass­ing cloud

a me­te­or beam;

Its bright­est joys like sha­dows glide

And leave my heart un­sa­tis­fied.

O dwell with me

Thou heav­en­ly Guest

In whom alone is per­fect rest;

O dwell with me; no love like Thine

Can fill this long­ing heart of mine.

The hopes of earth are born to die

’Tis Heav­en alone can sa­tis­fy

I long to see that home ab­ove

Celestial ci­ty that I love.

When friend­ships fail and all seems dark

The God of Heav’n will steer my bark;

In His own time I’ll reach the shore

And dwell with Him for­ev­er­more.