Shut in from dale and glen

Shut in from dale and glen,
Shut in from blooming bowers,
Shut in your lonesome den,
Through trying, weary hours.

The world goes on its way
Unmindful of your gloom;
Alone, you sit and pray,
Shut in your little room.

Yet, not shut in, alone,
The Lord is with you there,
He fills your heart with song,
He takes away your care.

Shut in, you see His face,
His wonders you explore,
You roam in realms of grace,
And pleasures evermore./---Selected/