1 O dearest Jesus, God of honor,
Have mercy and my Savior be.
Let me but always hear Thy calling,
Thy voice ring loud and clear in me.
2 My soul is like a land that's barren.
Revive it soon, Thou Shield of Grace.
To Thee alone myself commending,
Thy word proclaims Thy faithfulness.
3 Oh, fill my heart with strength and brightness,
Thou Light that's pure and never dim.
Lord Jesus, Thou art my assurance
Of healing from all pain and sin.
4 Oh, let my lips be full of praises
And let my heart o'erflow with love.
Help me to do what is required,
Thy voice my teacher from above.
5 As I immerse myself in Thee, Lord,
So live and dwell alone in me.
My former being Thou wouldst weaken.
Lord Jesus, draw me close to Thee.
6 Along with Peter I can say then:
O Lord, the place to be is here.
Here one knows naught of care and sorrow,
Of worry, agony and fear.
Source: The Amana Church Hymnal #131