Alas, my GOD, that we should be

Such strangers to each other!

O that as friends we might agree,

And walk and talk together!

May I taste that communion, LORD,

Thy people have with Thee?

Thy Spirit daily talks with them,

O let It talk with me!

Like Enoch, let me walk with GOD,

And thus walk out my day,

Attended with the heavenly Guards,

Upon the King's highway.

When wilt Thou come unto me, LORD?

O come, my LORD most dear!

Come near, come nearer, nearer still:

I'm well when Thou art near.

There's no such thing as pleasure here;

My JESUS is my all:

As Thou dost shine or disappear,

My pleasures rise and fall.

When wilt Thou come unto me, LORD?

For, till Thou dost appear,

I count each moment for a day,

Each minute for a year.