GRH 366 I Love to Steal Awhile Away

(1)
I love to steal awhile away,
From ev’ry crumb’ring 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 on 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 heav’n;
The prospect doth my strength renew,
While here by tempests driv’n.

(5)
Thus, when life’s toil some day is o’er,
May its departing ray
Be calm as this impressive hour,
And lead to endless day.