111. Retirement

1 Far from the world, O Lord, I flee,
From strife and tumult far;
From scenes where Satan wages still
His most successful war.

2 The calm retreat, the silent shade,
With prayer and praise agree;
And seem by thy sweet bounty made
For those who follow thee.

3 There, if thy Spirit touch the soul,
And grace her mean abode;
Oh, with what peace, and joy, and love,
She then communes with God.

4 Author and Guardian of my life!
Sweet Source of light divine,
And--all harmonious names in one--
My Saviour!--thou art mine!

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First Line: Far from the world, O Lord, I flee
Title: Retirement
Language: English
Publication Date: 1884
Notes: Now Public Domain.
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