1 I love to steal a while away
From every cumbering care,
And spend the hours of setting day
In humble, grateful prayer.
2 I love in solitude to shed
The penitential tear;
And all His promises to plead
Where none but God can hear.
3 I love to think of mercies past,
And future good implore,
And all my cares and sorrows cast
On Him whom I adore.
4 I love by faith to take a view
Of brighter scenes in heaven;
The prospect doth my strength renew
While here by tempests driven.
5 Thus when life's toilsome day is o'er,
May its departing ray
Be calm as this impressive hour,
And lead to endless day.
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First Line: | I love to steal a while away |
Title: | I love to steal a while away |
Publication Date: | 1909 |
Topic: | The Christian Graces; Love: The Home |
Notes: | Author from index: Brown |