In the secret of his presence how my soul delights to hide,
Oh, how precious are the lessons which I learn at Jesus' side.
Earthly cares can never vex me, neither trials lay me low;
For when Satan comes to tempt me, to the secret place I go.
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 tell you what he says when thus we meet.
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 that I must see.
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 must mind and bear the image of the Master in your face.
Poems
IN THE SECRET OF HIS PRESENCE
"Thou shalt hide them in the secret of Thy Presence."
From the October 1889 issue of The Christian Science Journal
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