I love to see the Lord below,
His church displays His grace;
But upper worlds His glory know,
And view Him face to face.

I love to worship at His feet,
Tho' sin annoy me there;
But saints exalted near His seat
Have no assaults to fear.

I love to meet Him in His courts,
And taste His heav'nly love;
But still His visits seem too short,
Or I too soon remove.

O Lord, I love Thy service now;
Thy church displays Thy pow'r;
But soon in heav'n I'll to Thee bow,
And praise Thee evermore.