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Jesus, where'er Thy people meet,

1.Jesus, where'er Thy people meet,
There they behold Thy mercy-seat;
Where'er they seek Thee, Thou art
found,
With grace and mercy to abound.
2.For Thou, within no walls confined,
Inhabitest the humble mind;
Such ever bring Thee where they come,
And going, take Thee to their home.
3.Dear Shepherd of Thy chosen few,
Thy former mercies here renew;
Here, to our waiting hearts, proclaim
The sweetness of Thy saving Name.
4.Here may we prove the power of
prayer
To strengthen faith and sweeten care;
To teach our faith desires to rise,
And bring Thy light before our eyes.
5.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 our waiting hearts Thine
own.
6.Command Thy blessing in this hour;
And as the Spirit full of pow'r
With life and vision full this place,
That all Thy purpose we may trace.
7.O Thou, our Head, our Life, our Guide,
May nought in life or death divide
The saints in Thy communion blessed,
That all Thy fulness be expressed.