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Tarry with me

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The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Aug 11, 1863

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 22, No. 11.

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Tarry with me.

TARRY with me, O my Saviour! For the storm is bleak and shrill;— Give me grace that I may ever Strive to do thy holy will. If in thee I have found favor, Let thy light around me shine, Till my weak and sinful nature, Shall be swallowed up in thine.
Tarry with me, O my Saviour! While I journey here below; For within each earth-born pleasure Lurks unseen a deadly foe. Guide me by thy love and counsel, Through this wilderness of sin; If I have not loved thee freely, Help me, Saviour, to begin!
Tarry with me, O my Saviour! For my life is ebbing fast; And the trials and temptations, Journey with us to the last. Linger near me when forsaken, By the friends I once could deem; Linger near me when is broken, Friendship's brightest, purest dream!
Tarry with me, O my Saviour! For the tempest rudely blows; And my heart is faint and weary, Striving with my carnal foes. Saviour, look with great compassion, In the chambers of my heart; If there's aught of thy displeasure, Gently let it all depart!
Tarry with me, O my Saviour! Let me lean upon thy breast, As did John the blest disciple, When I calmly sink to rest. May thy counsel ever guide me, Till I reach the promised shore, Where the angel choirs are waiting, Waiting to invite me o'er!