Oh Saviour if Thy presence here
Can such bright joy impart
What must it be in that sweet home
Where Thou its glory art
Here through faith's vision small and fine
One glimpse of Thy dear face
Kindles a glow in lonely hearts,
No cloud can e'er efface.
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His Presence · Frances Ridley Havergal · Poetry Cove