When Quiet in My House I Sit



When quiet in my house I sit,

Thy Book be my companion still,

My joy Thy sayings to repeat,

Talk o’er the records of Thy will,

And search the oracles divine,

Till every heartfelt word be mine.



O may the gracious words divine

Subject of all my converse be!

So will the Lord His follower join,

And walk and talk Himself with me;

So shall my heart His presence prove,

And burn with everlasting love.



Oft as I lay me down to rest,

O may the reconciling Word

Sweetly compose my weary breast!

While, on the bosom of my Lord,

I sink in blissful dreams away,

And visions of eternal day.



Rising to sing my Savior’s praise,

Thee may I publish all day long;

And let Thy precious word of grace

Flow from my heart, and fill my tongue,

Fill all my life with purest love,

And join me to the Church above.

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