Shut in with Thee by Mrs. L. D. Avery-Shuttle

Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · Apr 14, 1909

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 36, No. 15.

Shut in with Thee

By Mrs. L. D. Avery-Shuttle

By Mrs. L. D. Avery-Shuttle

I. WHEN angel fingers softly draw The somber curtain of the night, And o’er the landscape gently falls The pale moon’s soft and shimmering light, Then, O my Master, would I be Shut in with Thee.

II. I am so tired of serving, Lord, So weary; let me softly rest, E’en as the loved disciples lean Upon my blessed Master’s breast. I long for quiet; let me be Shut in with Thee.

III. Then canst Thou speak to me, dear Lord, And gently tell me all Thy love; Then canst Thou show me my mistakes, And all Thy wondrous goodness prove. And so I only long to be Shut in with Thee.

IV. Yes, I am tired to-night, my Lord, My only guest is sad-eyed Pain, And on my heart her hand is laid, And on my weary, weary brain, And O, my soul so longs to be Shut in with Thee.

V. Shut in with Thee; and all the world Shut out for one brief, blessed hour; I’d talk with Thee as Moses did, And realize Thy quickening power; I’d feel Thy love constraining me — Shut in with Thee.

VI. I need to hear Thy voice, O Lord, As Lazarus did, when dusty death Had laid him low, and Thy strange word Brought back again his fleeting breath; Or, like Jairus’ daughter, be Shut in with Thee.

VII. I care not what shall shut me in,— Soft draperies or prison bars,— It matters not; for on faith’s wing My soul shall mount beyond the stars. Then shall my thirsty spirit be Shut in with Thee.