I long for Thee, O lord Jesus Christ my Shepherd! ,
Who bled and died for me that I shall walk Heavenward,
Acquainted with grief, bruised, pierced, chastised for me,
In You O lord findest I all that I desire and Lord, I long to see,
All that Your Holy Law speaks of, indeed wondrous things in Your Law,
That I not merely hear but do, indeed do all You created me for,
I long and thirst for Thee O lord, Thou art my wise and loving Potter,
I bow and reverence Thee, O Giver of living water,
Who from the first, indeed from time’s conception thought of me and you,
Where then can I go, who else can I trust?
Alongside Peter the apostle do I say, ‘Who else hath words of life? Who else greater things than these can do? ’
Thou, Lord Jesus Son of God art a King fair and just,
At thy Holy feet do I worship, before Thy throne do I supplicate,
Walking with Thee till I, at time’s end, be transformed from mortal to immortal, consumed in Thee
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