In The Secret Of His Presence

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

Would you like to know the sweeetness
   Of the secret of the Lord?
Go and hide beneath His shoadow;
   This shall then be your reward;

And when e'er you leave the silence 
   Of that happy meeting place,
You must mind and bear the image
   Of the Master in your face.