In the Secret of His Presence

Verse 1

In the secret of His presence, How my soul delights to hide. O 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.

Verse 2

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 Savior rests beside me As we hold communion sweet: If I tried, I could not utter What He says when thus we meet.

Verse 3

Only this I know: I tell Him All my doubts, my griefs, my fears; O 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.

Verse 4

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.