On Opening a Place for Social Prayer
Jesus! where'er Thy people meet,There they behold Thy mercy seat;Where'er they seek Thee, Thou art found,And every place is hallow'd ground.
For Thou, within no walls confined,Inhabitest the humble mind;Such ever bring Thee where they comeAnd going, take Thee to their home.
Dear Shepherd of Thy chosen few!Thy former mercies here renew;Her to our waiting hearts proclaimThe sweetness of Thy saving name.
Here may we prove the power of prayer,To strengthen faith, and sweeten care;To teach our faint desires to rise,And bring all Heaven before our eyes.
Behold, at Thy commanding wordWe stretch the curtain and the cord;Come Thou, and fill this wider space,And bless us with a large increase.
Lord, we are few, but Thou art near:Nor short Thine arm, nor deaf Thine ear;Oh rend the heavens, come quickly down,And make a thousand hearts Thine own.
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