People of the living God, <br />I have sought the world around; <br />Paths of sin and sorrow trod, <br />Peace and comfort nowhere found: <br />Now to you my spirit turns— <br />Turns a fugitive unblest; <br />Brethren, where your altar burns, <br />Oh, receive me into rest. <br /> <br />Lonely I no longer roam <br />Like the cloud, the wind, the wave; <br />Where you dwell shall be my home, <br />Where you die shall be my grave; <br />Mine the God Whom you adore; <br />Your Redeemer shall be mine; <br />Earth can fill my soul no more— <br />Every idol I resign. <br /> <br />Tell me not of gain and loss, <br />Ease, enjoyment, pomp, and pow’r; <br />Welcome poverty and cross, <br />Shame reproach, affliction’s hour. <br />“Follow Me”—I know Thy voice; <br />Jesus, Lord, Thy steps I see; <br />Now I take Thy yoke by choice, <br />Light Thy burden now to me.<br /><br />James Montgomery<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/people-of-the-living-god/
