Trysting Place

~ Martha Grenfell

Dear Lord, I want each day that comes
To share some part with Thee,
Where I can sit at Thy dear feet
And hear Thee speak to me.
A place where I can turn aside
And leave the cares of life,
Where I can get the strength I need
To banish storm and strife.
A quiet, holy, trysting place
Where Thou to me canst give
The very blessing that I need;
Here would I rest and live.


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