Alone with God

When storms of life are round me beat­ing

When rough the path that I have trod

Within my clo­set door re­treat­ing

I love to be alone with God.

Alone with God

the world for­bid­den

Alone with God

O blest re­treat!

Alone with God

and in Him hid­den

To hold with Him com­mun­ion sweet.

What tho’ the clouds have ga­thered o’er me?

What tho’ I’ve passed be­neath the rod?

God’s per­fect will there lies be­fore me

When I am thus alone with God.

’Tis there I find new strength for du­ty

As o’er the sands of time I plod;

I see the King in all His beau­ty

While rest­ing there alone with God.

And when I see the mo­ment near­ing

When I shall sleep be­neath the sod

When time with me is dis­ap­pear­ing

I want to be alone with God.