IN close communion, Lord, with Thee I constantly abide: My hand Thou holdest in Thine own To keep me near Thy side.
Thy counsel through my earthly way Shall guide me and control, And then to glory afterward Thou wilt receive my soul.
Whom have I, Lord, in Heaven but Thee, To Whom my thoughts aspire? And having Thee, on earth is nought That I can yet desire.
Though flesh and heart should faint and fail, The Lord will ever be The strength and portion of my heart, My God eternally.
To live apart from God is death; His face is all I seek; My trust is in the living God, And all His works I’ll speak.
The Psalter, 1912