Alone With Jesus

Verse 1

Alone with Jesus, oh, how sweet The seasons spent low at His feet In humble, fervent, secret prayer! My soul would e’er be feasting there.

Chorus

All alone with my Lord, We converse as loving friends; There I drink with my Savior, Of the joy that never ends.

Verse 2

Alone with Jesus, sweetest place, So hallowed by His richest grace; Where heaven seems all round about, And every earthly thing shut out.

Verse 3

Alone with Him, ’tis there I gain The grace in heav’nly place to reign; ’Tis there I gain the strength to live; ’Tis there the Lord delights to give.

Verse 4

Alone with Him, I find sweet rest From all my troubles, on His breast; I cast on Him my every care, And find sweet peace and comfort there.