1 Amidst ten thousand anxious cares,
The world and Satan’s deep-laid snares,
This my incessant cry shall be,
Jesus, reveal thyself to me.

2 When Sinai’s awful thunder rolled,
And struck with terror all my soul,
No gleam of comfort could I see,
Till Jesus was revealed to me.

3 When by temptations sore oppressed,
Distressful anguish fills my breast!
All, all is grief and misery,
Till Jesus is revealed to me.

4 When various lusts imperious rise,
And my unguarded soul surprise;
I’m captive led, nor can get free,
Till Christ reveals himself to me.

5 When darkness, thick as beamless night,
Hides the loved Saviour from my sight,
Nothing but this my ardent plea,
Jesus, reveal thyself to me.

6 ’Tis he dispels the dismal gloom;
Gives light and gladness in its room;
Then have I joy and liberty
As Christ reveals himself to me.