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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Mountain View, California · Jan 16, 1907

ALONE WITH JESUS.

By Peter Stryker, D.D.

ALONE with Jesus! O how sweet To sit, like Mary, at His feet, To look into His loving face, And feel the touch of His embrace! His hand in mine, my hand in His, My heart o'erflows with heavenly bliss. Before He speaks one gracious word, I look, and know He is my Lord. The chiefest among ten thousand He Is now to me, and e'er will be. Upon His bosom let me rest, And feel I am supremely blest.

Alone with Jesus. O how sweet To meet Him at the mercy-seat! To tell Him every doubt and fear, Pour all my sorrows in His ear; And then, assured of pardoning love, To rise all care and sin above, And from the foolish world retire, Resting on Him my soul's desire. He seems so near, so very near, He is so dear, so very dear, That earth recedes, and, lifted high, I seem to soar above the sky.

Alone with Jesus. O how sweet! My heart is full, my joy complete. He speaks, and O such words I hear, So full of wisdom and good cheer; Love in His eyes, love in His voice, How can I but in Him rejoice? He condescends to speak to me, And says, "Dear one, I died for thee." Then shall I not in prayer and praise My tribute to the Saviour raise? But sweetest far, with Him alone, To hear Him say, "Thou art My own." —Peter Stryker, D.D.