“In the world ye shall have tribulation:”
Lord Jesus, Thou saidst it of old.
There dark are the desolate mountains,
The night winds are cold.
But safe from the storm and the tempest
My soul hath a cell;
There ever, beside the still waters,
With Jesus I dwell.
There, hushed from the strife and the sorrow,
Alone and apart,
In chambers of peace and of stillness—
That Home is His Heart.