p. 1 | MY CLOSET OF PRAYER by V. O. Cross

The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Oct 20, 1868

MY CLOSET OF PRAYER.

By V. O. Cross

My closet of prayer, to thee do I come; The home of my soul while life's pathway I roam. When wearied with earth, with its sorrows and care, I'll haste me away to my closet of prayer.

'Tis there I hold converse with one that I love, Through Jesus, who left the bright regions above, And came to this earth to suffer and die, To redeem fellow-sinners, unworthy as I.

'Tis there I find strength to resist and repel The many temptations around me that swell, That crowd in my pathway to lead me astray, While striving to travel the heavenly way.

Oh! when I neglect thee, my closet of prayer, How soon I am taken in Satan's strong snare; How soon I forget to watch and to pray; And grieve holy angels in sorrow away.

Then let me not leave thee; no, never again; But when burdened with sorrow, temptation, and pain, Let me cast upon Jesus my sorrow and care, And pour out my soul to my Saviour in prayer.

V. O. Cross. Bordoville, Vt.