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Dear Father in Heaven, to Thee I would raise / A petition, and speak to Thy bountiful praise. / At Thy throne of grace I would offer one prayer: / Take me to Thyself, for I long to be there.
Dear Saviour, I plead, Thou art tender and kind, / O'er flowing with love, for me Thou canst find / A safe resting place, that is free from all care; / Press me to Thy heart, for I long to be there.
Fair angels of light, who with melodies sweet / Make beautiful homes a celestial retreat, / In happiness pure, a full part I would share, / I'd come to your home, for I long to be there.
While pleasures are few and hope but a name, / While worldliness reigns o'er all things the same, / Our joys are in dreams of bright Eden fair, / I'd flee to Thy rest, for I long to be there.
I am weary of life, the burdened-filled day, / On the echoless shore in peace I would stray, / Forgetting all sorrow for Christ will it bear, / O take me to Jesus, for I long to be there.