How often I wish that when Je­sus was here—
When He mingled with children of men;
How gladly I’d gather with those who were near,
While His blessing He gave unto them.

Refrain

He blessed them then, He’ll bless me, too,
He’s living now in glo­ry, and He’ll bless me, too.

But when I remember how homeless and sad
He wandered that weary land o’er,
It leads me to singing, rejoice and be glad,
He liveth above ev­er­more.

Refrain

I’ll try to be faithful and patient and true,
And lovingly seek Him in prayer;
He kindly will help me my duty to do,
Until His sweet home I shall share.

Refrain