Lord Jesus, Who Art Come

Lord Je­sus

who art come

A teach­er sent from Heav’n

And by both word and deed

God’s truth to us hast giv’n

Thou wise­ly hast or­dained

The ho­ly min­is­try

That we

Thy flock may know

The way to God through Thee.

Thou hast

O Lord

re­turned

To God’s right hand as­cend­ing;

Yet Thou art in the world

Thy king­dom here ex­tend­ing.

Through preach­ing of Thy Word

In ev­ery land and clime

Thy peo­ple’s faith is kept

Until the end of time.

O bless­èd min­is­try

Of re­con­ci­li­ation

That shows the way to God

And brings to us sal­va­tion!

By Thine ev­an­gel pure

Lord

Thou pre­serv’st Thy fold

Dost call

en­light­en

keep

Dost com­fort and up­hold.

Preserve this min­is­try

While har­vest days are keep­ing;

And since the fields are white

And hands are few for reap­ing

Send work­ers forth

O Lord

The sheaves to ga­ther in

That not a soul be lost

Which Thou art come to win.

The serv­ants Thou hast called

And to Thy Church art giv­ing

Preserve in doc­trine pure

And ho­li­ness of liv­ing.

Thy Spir­it fill their hearts

Endue their tongues with pow­er;

What they should bold­ly speak

Oh

give them in that hour!

Yea

bless Thy Word al­way

Our souls for­ev­er feed­ing;

And may we nev­er lack

A faith­ful shep­herd’s lead­ing!

Seek Thou the wan­der­ing sheep

Bind up the sore op­pressed

Lift up the fall­en ones

And grant the wea­ry rest.

Bring those in­to Thy fold

Who still to Thee are strang­ers;

Guard those who are with­in

Against of­fense and dan­gers.

Press on­ward with Thy Word

Till pas­tor and his fold

Through faith in Thee

O Christ

Thy glo­ry shall be­hold.