Christian Worship Temptation.
Oh, what a struggle wakes within,
When in the spirit’s solitude,
The tempting, treacherous thoughts of sin,
In all their luring smiles intrude!
‘Tis then, my Father! then I feel
My nature’s weakness, and, oppressed,
Like a poor trembling child I steal
To thee, for safety, and for rest.
Beneath thy shadow let me live!
Be thou my Friend-my Father be!
I bend in trust-I pray! forgive
The erring child that flies to thee!