In the secret of Thy presence. Psalm 31:20
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In the secret of His presence!
Hast thou found this blest retreat,
Hid away from carless seekers,
And from hurrying, restless feet?
Has thou sought and yet hast found not?
Art thou sad and heavy-eyed?
Dost thou whisper:
Others find Him,?
Yet my pleadings are denied
Blest rock of salvation!
Once riven for me,
Safely hid in Thy bosom,
I’m resting, yes resting in Thee.
Listen, dear one, Christ is yearning—
With an untold stress of need—
Straight into His hallowed presence
Every seeking heart to lead.
Cease thy hurrying and thy struggling:
Cast thyself prone at His feet;
Yield thy life, thy will, thy
To His guidance full, complete.
Do not question of the morrow,
Nor the path where He may choose
In His tender love to lead thee;
All our plannings we must lose
If we would abide each moment
In His presence restful, calm,
Finding in His love enfolded,
For each hurt a healing balm.
In the secret of His presence,
Seeing but His blessèd face,
Thou, e’en thou, tho’ weak and helpless—
Just a sinner saved by grace—
Thou canst go and tell the lost ones
Of the Savior thou hast found,
Till, in soil now parched and barren,
Healing waters may abound.