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
and every place is hallowed ground.

[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 faint desires to rise,
and bring all heaven before our eyes.

[5]
Lord, we are few, but thou art near,
nor short thine arm, nor deaf thine ear;
O rend the heavens, come quickly down,
and make a thousand hearts thine own.