I love to steal awhile away
From ev’ry cumb’ring care,
And spend the hours of setting day
In humble grateful pray’r.

Chorus: I want to go there, too;
I want to go where Jesus is,
I want to go there too.

I love in solitude to shed
The penitential tear;
And all His promises to plead,
Where none but God can hear.


I love to think on mercies past,
And future good implore;
And all my cares and sorrows cast
On Him whom I adore.


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