We come to you, Lord Jesus,
We kneel before your shrine,
To feel your blessed presence,
And taste your love divine.
We come too you confessing,
The sins that cause you pain;
Forgive them all, Lord Jesus,
And wash us clean again.

We come with this petition,
That you will guide and shield,
Your labourers who are toiling;
Upon the harvest field.
We come to you entreating,
Since you have died for all,
That soon your scattered children,
May gather at your call