Alone With Jesus

SAVIOUR, I’m happy here,
With naught to break my rest,
With none to interfere,
Or force me from Thy breast;
Here would I stay, alone with Thee,
I want no other company.

The busy, bustling world
I gladly leave behind,
For in its trifling joys
No happiness I find;
I leave them all, dear Lord, to be,
A little while alone with Thee.

Faint from my daily toil,
Hither I come for rest,
To lay my weary head
Upon Thy tender breast;
Ne’er would I quit Thy fond embrace,
Ne’er seek another resting place.

’Tis here, from day to day,
My spirit gets new life,
And thus I start afresh
To meet the coming strife;
No ills I dread, no danger fear,
Calm and secure if Thou art near.

Here all my doubts and fears
Like shadows flee away;
Dried are my bitterest tears,
My night is turned to day;
Oh, this is heaven on earth to me.
Thus to be left alone with Thee.

But I must leave Thee, Lord,
Fain would I longer stay,
But duty calls me hence,
And, oh, I must obey;
And yet Thy presence is so sweet,
I scarce can quit Thy mercy-seat.

Dear Saviour, how I long
To dwell with Thee above;
To join the countless throng,
And sing redeeming love—
From every pain and sorrow free,
To find myself at home with Thee.

There shall I calmly rest,
Where no infernal foes
Shall drive me from Thy breast,
Or break my sweet repose.
Oh! happiness beyond compare,
Come, Saviour, come, and take me there.