A Pocket hymn-book, designed as a constant companion for the pious: collected from various authors (11th ed.) CCXLVIII. When quiet in my house I sit

A Pocket hymn-book, designed as a constant companion for the pious‎#CCXLVIII

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CCXLVIII. When quiet in my house I sit

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1 When quiet in my house I sit,
Thy book be my companion still;
My joy, thy sayings to repeat,
Talk o'er the records of thy will;
And search the oracles divine,
Till ev'ry heart-felt word be mine.

2 O may the gracious words divine
Subject of all my converse be;
So will the Lord his follower join,
And walk and talk himself with me:
So shall my heart his presence prove,
And burn with everlasting love.

3 Oft as I lay me down to rest,
O may the reconciling word
Sweetly compose my weary breast!
While on the bosom of my Lord
I sink in blissful dreams away,
And visions of eternal day.

4 Rising to sing my Saviour's praise,
Thee may I publish all day long,
And let thy precious word of grace
Flow from my heart and fill my tongue;
Fill all my life with purest love,
And join me to thy church above.