My Tent, where safely I abide
When storms without are raging!
And as in love, while here I dwell,
Thou suff'ring hast decreed me,
Thy grace vouchsafe Thy child, Lord, still,
In Thy green pastures lead me;
That I in faith may patience gain,
Through patience rich reward attain,
When I've endur'd the trial.
Oh! Holy Ghost, of joy the Oil,