Savior, I have need of Thee;
Faith is faint, and hope is weak;
Far and far­ther seems to be
That fair home of Thine I seek;
Home and rest, and peace di­vine
From my seek­ing seem to flee;
Yet, dear Sav­ior, I am Thine;
Come, for I have need of Thee.

Let me know that love of Thine
Which all know­ledge pass­eth still;
Let me feel Thy peace di­vine:
All my spi­rit sweet­ly fill;
Life of my life wilt Thou be;
Then be­tide what­ev­er may,
It shall be enough for me,
I shall walk with Thee to­day.