OUR heavenly Father calls,
   And Christ invites us near;
With both our friendship shall be sweet,
    And our communion dear.
2      God pities all our griefs,
    He pardons every day,
Almighty to protect our souls,
    And wise to guide our way.
3      How large His bounties are!—
    What various stores of good,
Diffused from our Redeemer’s hand,
    And purchased with His blood!
4      Jesus, our living Head,
    We bless Thy faithful care,
Our Advocate before the throne,
    And our Forerunner there.
5      Here fix, my roving heart,
    Here wait, my warmest love,
Till the communion be complete
    In nobler scenes above.
Philip Doddridge, 1702-51