COME, dearest Lord, descend and dwell
   By faith and love in every breast;
Then shall we know, and taste, and feel
    The joys that cannot be expressed.
2  Come, fill our hearts with inward strength;
    Make our enlargèd souls possess,
And learn the height and breadth and length
    Of Thine immeasurable grace.
3  Now to the God Whose power can do
    More than our thoughts or wishes know,
Be everlasting honours done
    By all the Church, through Christ His Son.
Isaac Watts, 1674-1748