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We would see Jesus; earth is grand, / Flowing out from her Creator's hand.
Like one who tracks his steps with light, / His footsteps ever greet our sight; / The earth below, the sky above, / Are full of tokens of his love; / But 'mid the fairest scenes we've sighed, / Our hearts are still unsatisfied.
We would see Jesus; proud and high / Temples and domes have met our eye.
We've gazed upon the glorious thought, / By earnest hands in marble wrought, / And listened where the lying feet / Beat time to music, soft and sweet; / But bow'rs of ease, and halls of pride, / Our yearning hearts ne'er satisfied.
We would see Jesus; we have heard / Tidings our inmost souls have stirred, / How, from their chambers full of night, / The darkened eyes receive the light; / How, at the music of his voice, / The lame do leap, the dumb rejoice.
Anxious we'll wait until we've seen / The good and gracious Nazarene.