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<h2>IN THE SECRET OF HIS PRESENCE</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“Thou shalt hide them in the secret of Thy presence.” Psalm 31:20</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<p><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_s_t_stebbins_gc.jpg" alt="George Coles Stebbins (1846-1945)" align="right" hspace="15" vspace="5" width="138" height="205.333333333333"><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_g_o_goreh_el.html" target="_blank">Ellen Lakshmi Goreh</a>, 1883:</p>
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<p>The author of the words of this beautiful hymn was a high-caste native of India. After her conversion to Christianity, it is said, she spent some years in the home of an English clergyman, and wrote the poem…there. It made its appearance in a book of poems of which she was the author…The hymn was first sung by [George Stebbins] as an offertory in one of the churches in Brooklyn, New York.</p>
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<p><em>Music:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_s_t_stebbins_gc.html" target="_blank">George Coles Stebbins</a>, 1883 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_i_itsecret.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>In the secret of His presence how my soul delights to hide!<br>
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Oh, how precious are the lessons which I learn at Jesus’ side!<br>
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Earthly cares can never vex me, neither trials lay me low;<br>
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For when Satan comes to tempt me, to the secret place I go,<br>
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To the secret place I go.</p>
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<p>When my soul is faint and thirsty, ’neath the shadow of His wing<br>
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There is cool and pleasant shelter, and a fresh and crystal spring;<br>
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And my Savior rests beside me, as we hold communion sweet:<br>
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If I tried, I could not utter what He says when thus we meet,<br>
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What He says when thus we meet.</p>
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<p>Only this I know: I tell Him all my doubts, my griefs and fears;<br>
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Oh, how patiently He listens! and my drooping soul He cheers:<br>
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Do you think He ne’er reproves me? What a false Friend He would be,<br>
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If He never, never told me of the sins which He must see,<br>
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Of the sins which He must see.</p>
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<p>Would you like to know the sweetness of the secret of the Lord?<br>
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Go and hide beneath His shadow: this shall then be your reward;<br>
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And whene’er you leave the silence of that happy meeting place,<br>
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You must mind and bear the image of the Master in your face,<br>
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Of the Master in your face.</p>
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