In sweet communion, Lord, with Thee I constantly abide; My hand Thou holdest in Thy own To keep me near Thy side. Thy counsel through my earthly way Shall guide me and control, And then to glory afterward Thou wilt receive my soul. Whom have I, Lord, in heaven but Thee, To Whom my thoughts aspire? And, having Thee, on earth is naught That I can yet desire. Though flesh and heart should faint and fail, The Lord will ever be The strength and portion of my heart, My God eternally. To live apart from God is death, ???Tis good His face to seek; My refuge is the living God, His praise I long to speak.