Scripture Verse

My soul yearns for Thee in the night, my spirit within me earnestly seeks Thee. Isaiah 26:9


John Byrom

Words: John By­rom, Mis­cel­la­ne­ous Po­ems 1773. The text was print­ed in two parts, the first ti­tled The De­spond­ing Soul’s Wish. The se­cond part, be­gin­ning with Cheer up, was ti­tled The An­swer.

Music: St. Ce­cil­ia (Hayne) Leigh­ton G. Hayne, Mer­ton Tune Book 1863 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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If you know where to get a good pic­ture of Hayne (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), would you ?


My spirit longs for Thee,
Within my troubled breast,
Though I unworthy be
Of so divine a guest.

Of so divine a guest
Unworthy though I be,
Yet has my heart no rest
Unless it come from Thee.

Unless it come from Thee,
In vain I look around;
In all that I can see
No rest is to be found.

No rest is to be found
But in Thy blessèd love;
O let my wish be crowned
And send it from above.

Cheer up, desponding soul,
Thy longing, pleased, I see;
’Tis part of that great whole,
Wherewith I longed for thee.

Wherewith I longed for thee,
And left My Father’s throne;
From death to see thee free,
To claim thee for My own.

To claim thee for My own,
I suffered on the cross:
Oh! were My love but known,
No soul could fear its loss.

No soul could fear its loss,
But, filled with love divine,
Would die on its own cross,
And rise for ever Mine.