As we go up to worship here,
Sometimes in deep distress;
We look to God to calm our fear,
And fill our souls with rest.

Our hearts sometimes so empty feel,
The cross appears so great;
Before His throne we humbly kneel;
Oh, what a great retreat!

O, grant to us, most gracious Lord,
Thy blessed truths to hear;
To see the beauty of Thy word;
And feel Thy presence near.

Sometimes the light is from us drawn,
And we go down in grief;
Ere long He makes His presence known;
And brings us sweet relief.

O, could we know our Master's will,
And walk in duty's way;
He'll surely come our cups to fill,
And that without delay.