How do I know that God is here?
Ah! like a benediction sweet,
In quiet room or crowded street
I hold communion close and dear!
Then 'tis as if a friend should say,
"I am at hand to guard and guide,
Strong and protecting at your side;
Go forth rejoicing all the day!"
Have there been times of trial and stress?
Yes, but I reach and find His arm;
I am upheld and safe from harm,
While His still voice corrects to bless.
How do I know that God is here?
By earth and sky, and bird and flower,
Beauty of life that fills each hour—
Promise of that which shall appear!
Well do I know that God is here
By His command to forward go,
As courage new from Him doth flow,
Bringing a "Peace, be still," to fear.
Ah, yes, 'tis proven God is here!
His healing Word on angel wing
Maketh all grateful hearts to sing,
"Thank Thee, dear Lord—Thou All—so near!"
