Phoebe Hinsdale Brown - Mercies Past

I LOVE TO STEAL AWHILE AWAY 

BY

PHOEBE HINSDALE BROWN

 I love to steal awhile away

From every cumbering care,

And spend the hours of closing day

In humble, grateful, prayer.

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 God, whom I adore.

I love by faith to take a view

Of brighter scenes in heaven;

The prospect doth my strength renew,

While here by tempests driven.

Thus, when life’s toilsome day is o’er,

May its departing ray,

Be calm at this impressive hour,

And lead to endless day.

~Phoebe Hinsdale Brown