Go Not Far From Me
Go not far from me, O my strength,
Whom all my times obey:
Take from me anything Thou wilt,
But go not Thou away¾
And let the storm that does Thy work
Deal with me as it may.
On Thy compassion I repose,
In weakness and distress:
I will not ask for greater ease,
Lest I should love Thee less.
Oh ‘tis a blessed thing for me
to need Thy tenderness.
While many sympathizing hearts
For my deliverance care,
Thou, in Thy wiser, stronger love,
Art teaching me to bear¾
By the sweet voice of thankful song,
And calm, confiding prayer.
Thy love has many a lighted path,
No outward eye can trace,
And my heart sees Thee in the deep,
With darkness on its face.
And communes with Thee, ‘mid the storm,
As in a secret place.
O Comforter of God’s redeemed,
Whom the world does not see,
What hand would pluck me from the flood
That casts my soul on Thee?
Who would not suffer pain like mine
To be consoled like me?