Come Unto Him

I wander through the still of night
When solitude is everywhere—
Alone, beneath the starry light
And yet I know that God is there
I kneel upon the grass and pray
An answer comes without a voice
It takes my burden all away
And makes my aching heart rejoice

When I am filled with strong desire
And ask a boon of him I see
No miracle of living fire
But what I ask flows into me
And when the tempest rages high
I feel no arm around me thrust
But every storm goes rolling by
When I repose in him my trust

It matters not what may befall
What threatening hand hangs over me
He is my rampart through it all
My refuge from my enemy, from my enemy
Come unto him all ye depressed
Ye erring souls whose eyes are dim
Ye weary ones who long for rest
Come unto him! Come unto him!



Credits
Writer(s): Hugh W. Dougall, Theodore E Curtis
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