Brown, Common Meter, 511t

1)  I love to steal a while away
From ev'ry cumb'ring care,
And spend the hours of setting day,
In humble, grateful, pray'r.

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


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

5) Thus, when life's toil some day is o'er,
May its departing ray,
Be calm as this impressive hour,
And lead to endless day.



From White, B.F. The Sacred Harp Revised Cooper edition, Samson, Alabama: Sacred Harp Book Co., 2006.

Published: 17 August 2010
© 2010 Laurie Kay Sommers and Southern Spaces


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