Here you will find the Poem Hymn 108 of poet Isaac Watts
Christ unseen and beloved. 1 Pet. 1:5. Now with our mortal eyes Have we beheld the Lord; Yet we rejoice to hear his name, And love him in his word. On earth we want the sight Of our Redeemer's face; Yet, Lord, our inmost thoughts delight To dwell upon thy grace. And when we taste thy love, Our joys divinely grow Unspeakable, like those above, And heav'n begins below.