E. L. Goreh
IN the secret of His presence how my soul delights to hide!
Oh, how precious are the lessons which I learned at Jesus’ side!
Earthly care can never vex me, neither trials lay me low;
For when Satan comes to tempt me, to the secret place I go.
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When my soul is faint and thirsty, ‘neath the shadow of His wing
There is cool and pleasant shelter, and a fresh and crystal spring;
And my Saviour rests beside me, as we hold communion sweet;
If I tried, I could not utter what He says when thus we meet.
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Only this I know: I tell Him all my doubts and griefs and fears;
Oh, how patiently He listens! and my drooping soul He cheers:
Do you think He ne’er reproves me? What a false friend He would be,
If He never, never told me of the sins which He must see!
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Would you like to know the sweetness of the secret of the Lord?
Go and hide beneath His shadow; this shall then be your reward;
And whene’er you leave the silence of that happy meeting-place,
You would surely bear the image of the Master in your face.
