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Saturday, December 17, 2011

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

In The Secret

In 1853 a high-caste girl named Ellen Lakshmi Goreh was born in India.  Her father was an Indian preacher, and her mother died when she was just 2 months old.  She was eventually adopted by the family of clergyman W.T. Stores and lived with them in England for some time.  She later wrote a hymn called "In The Secret of His Presence" which Hudson Taylor reported was the favorite song of his missionaries in the East.

I had downloaded this song onto my mp3 player, never having listened to the words until I was two weeks into my stay in Tamil Nadu, southern India.  The lyrics came alive for me in that place, as they still do here in Thailand.

It's my belief that this is a hymn that captures the prayer of the Orient.

In the secret of his presence how my soul delights to hide!
Oh, how precious are the lessons which I learn at Jesus' side!
Earthly trials never vex me, nor my trials lay me low;
For when Satan comes to tempt me, to the secret place I go,
To the secret place I go.

When my soul is faint and thirsty 'neath the shadow of His wing;
There is cool and pleasant shelter, and a fresh and crystal spring;
And my Savior rests beside me, as we hold communion sweet:
If I tried, I could not utter what He says when thus we meet,
What He says when thus we meet.

Only this I know: I tell Him all my doubts, my griefs and fears;
Oh, how patiently He listens! and my drooping soul He cheers:
Do you think He ne’er reproves me? What a false Friend He would be,
If He never, never told me of the sins which He must see,
Of the sins which He must see.

Would you like to know the sweetness of the secret of the Lord?
Go and hide beneath His shadow: this shall then be your reward;
And whene’er you leave the silence of that happy meeting place,
You must mind and bear the image of the Master in your face,
Of the Master in your face.