Jesus, Where'er Thy People Meet

Jesus, where’er thy people meet,There they behold thy mercy-seat;Where’er they seek thee, thou art found;And every place is hallowed ground.

For thou, within no walls confined,Inhabitest the humble mind;Such ever bring thee where they come,And, going, take thee to their home.

Dear Shepherd of thy chosen few,Thy former mercies here renew;Here to our waiting hearts proclaimThe sweetness of thy saving name.

Here may we prove the power of prayerTo strengthen faith and banish care;To teach our faint desires to rise,And bring all heaven before our eyes.