O Thou In Whose Presence

O Thou, in Whose presence my soul takes delight

On Whom in affliction I call

My comfort by day and my song in the night

My hope, my salvation, my all

Where dost thou, dear Shepherd, resort with thy sheep?

"To feed them in pastures of love"

Say, why in the valley of death should I weep

Or alone in this wilderness roam?

O why should I wander an alien from Thee

Or cry in the desert for bread?

Thy foes will rejoice when my sorrows they see

And smile at the tears I have shed

He looks, and ten thousands of angels rejoice

And myriads wait for His word

He speaks and eternity, filled with His voice,

Reechoes the praise of the Lord

Dear Shepherd, I hear and will follow Thy call

I know the sweet sound of Thy voice

Restore and defend me, for Thou art my all

And in Thee I will ever rejoice