We would see Jesus, for the shadows lengthen

Across this little landscape of our life;

We would see Jesus, our weak faith to strengthen

For the last weariness, the final strife.

We would see Jesus, the great Rock-foundation

Whereon our feet were set by sovereign grace:

Nor life nor death, with all their agitation,

Can thence remove us, if we see His face.

We would see Jesus: other lights are paling,

Which for long years we have rejoiced to see;

The blessings of our pilgrimage are failing:

We would not mourn them, for we go to Thee.

We would see Jesus: this is all we’re needing;

Strength, joy, and willingness come with the sight;

We would see Jesus, dying, risen, pleading;

Then welcome day, and farewell, mortal night.