1
Only in Thee, O Savior mine,
Dwelleth
my soul in peace divine,
Peace
that the world, though all combine,
Never
can take from me.
Pleasures
of earth, so seemingly sweet,
Fail
at the last my longings to meet;
Only
in Thee my bliss is complete,
Only,
dear Lord, in Thee!
2
Only in Thee a radiance bright,
Shines
like a beacon in the night,
Guiding
my pilgrim bark aright,
Over
life’s trackless sea.
Only
in Thee, when troubles molest,
When
with temptation I am oppressed,
There
is a sweet pavilion of rest,
Only,
dear Lord, in Thee!
3
Only in Thee, when days are drear,
When
neither sun nor stars appear,
Still
I can trust and feel no fear,
Sing
when I cannot see.
Only
in Thee, whatever betide,
All of
my need is freely supplied;
There
is no help nor helper beside,
Only,
dear Lord, in Thee!
4
Only in Thee, dear Savior, slain,
Losing
Thy life my own to gain,
Trusting,
I’m cleansed from ev’ry stain;
Thou
art my only plea.
Only
in Thee my heart will delight,
Till
in that land where cometh no night
Faith
will be lost in heavenly sight,
Only,
dear Lord, in Thee!
Author:
Thomas O. Chisholm
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