Above the stars my Saviour dwells;
I love, I care for nothing else.
There, there he sits and fills a place
for the glorious heirs of grace.
Dear Saviour, raise my duller eyne;
let me but see thy beams divine.
Ravish my soul with wonder and desire;
ere I enjoy, let me thy joys admire.
And wond'ring let me say,
come, Lord Jesu, come away.