Alone In Some Secure Retreat,
The Sky Overshadows Me;
All Nature Smiles So Soft And Sweet,
I’m Thinking, Lord, Of Thee.
Thinking Of Thee, O Lord, Of Thee,
Musing On Things Above;
Till Every Chord Within My Soul
Is Tuned With Heavenly Love.
I See Thee In The Lonely Mount
In Silent Prayer For Me;
Thy Tears All Night A Flowing Fount,
I’m Thinking, Lord, Of Thee.
I Hear Thy Deep And Mournful Sigh
In Sad Gethsemane;
I See Thee On The Reeking Cross,
I’m Thinking, Lord, Of Thee.
Awaking From The Silent Tomb,
Thy Risen Form I See;
Thy Saints Awaiting Thee To Come,
Are Thinking, Lord, Of Thee.
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