HYMN LXXXVIII. At meeting of Friends

Well met, dear Friends, in Jesus' Name, Come let us now rejoice, While we our Saviour's Praise proclaim With chearful Heart and Voice.

But, O dear Jesus, Lamb of God, Send down the heav'nly Dove, His Graces to diffuse abroad, And warm our Hearts with Love.

In vain, dear Saviour, here we meet, Except thy Face we see: Thy Presence makes a Heav'n most sweet, Where e'er we meet with Thee.

A Dungeon shews a heav'nly dawn, When there with Thee we dwell, But when thy Presence is with-drawn A Palace proves a Hell.

Then, O dear Jesus, condescend To meet us with a smile! Thy Spirit's quick'ning Influence send And purge our Hearts from Guile.

That at the Close each one may say, We met not here in vain; For we have tasted Heav'n to Day, Nor could we more contain.