It was published in the 1913 American Catholic Hymnal in three stanzas of eight lines, set to an unnamed tune attributed to BSA, while the 1864 "Church Pastorals, hymns and tunes for public and social worship" presents thee verses of four lines each to the CM tune ARLINGTON by Thomas Augustine Arne (1762). More recently it has been set to THE END OF MAN by Johannes Thomas Rüegg (2014 - ref).
Instrumental version - piano, tune ARLINGTON:
LyricsI come to Thee once more, my God!
No longer will I roam;
For I have sought the wide world through,
And never found a home.
Though bright and many are the spots
Where I have built a nest,
Yet in the brightest still I pined
For more abiding rest.
Riches could bring me joy and power,
And they were fair to see;
Yet gold was but a sorry god
To serve instead of Thee.
Then honour and the world's good word
Appeared a nobler faith;
Yet could I rest on bliss that hung
And trembled on a breath?
The pleasure of the passing hour
My spirit next could wile;
But soon, full soon, my heart fell sick
Of pleasure's weary smile.
More selfish grown, I worshipped health,
The flush of manhood's power;
But then it came and went so quick,
It was but for an hour.
And thus a not unkindly world
Hath clone its best for me;
Yet I have found, O God! no rest,
No harbour short of Thee.
For Thou hast made this wondrous soul
All for Thyself alone;
Ah! send Thy sweet transforming word
To make it more Thine own.