To silently come as a thief to steal away
Vessels who have become precious in Your eyes.
For them, You would hasten Your coming day.
And valuable to You,
To be a man of preciousness,
E’en preciousness itself.
For this, O Lord, I pray:
Your riches I would gain!
Make me precious, Lord, more today!
How can I still choose to be tainted by this world?
Purchased with precious blood, I belong to You.
No longer my own, I am fully Yours.
And lovely in Your eyes,
To be a virgin chaste and pure,
By Spirit beautified.
Out of my love, I choose
To keep myself for You,
My Beloved, dear Bridegroom.
But first You need some faithful ones to intercede.
Just to those who have ceased seeking their own things
You would nothing hide but would freely speak.
And intimate with You,
To be Your close companion, Lord,
Your interests, all I view.
Lord, as I’m lingering,
Speak face to face with me.
Dearest Lord, I am listening.
“Redeem the time and pay the price to buy the oil.”
No more days can I waste if I want to hear
The call, “Enter into your Master’s joy.”
And one You’d steal away,
By loving Your appearing,
Expecting You each day.
There’s no more time to waste!
Your coming, I await!
Dearest Jesus, oh, come! Make haste!