Far from my heav’nly home

Far from my heav'nly home
Far from my Father's breast
Fainting I cry, blest Spirit, come
Blest Spirit, come, blest Spirit, come
And guide me to my rest
And guide me to my rest

My spirit homeward turns
And fain would thither flee;
My heart, O Zion, droops and yearns
When I remember thee
My heart, O Zion, droops and yearns
When I remember thee
My heart, O Zion, droops and yearns
When I remember thee

To thee I press
A dark and toilsome road
When shall I pass, when shall I pass the wilderness, the wilderness
And reach the saints' abode, and reach the saints' abode?

God of my life, be near:
On Thee my hopes I cast
O guide me through the desert here
And bring me home at last!
O guide me through the desert here
And brin me home at last!
O guide me thro' the desert here
And bring me home at last