1125    L.M.     T. Kelly
“Where two or three are gathered together.” Matt. 18. 20

1 How sweet to leave the world awhile,
  And seek the presence of the Lord!
  Dear Saviour, on thy people smile,
  And come according to thy word.

2 From busy scenes we now retreat,
  That we may here converse with thee;
  Ah, Lord, behold us at thy feet!
  Let this the “gate of heaven” be.

3 “Chief of ten thousand,” now appear,
  That we by faith may see thy face!
  O speak, that we thy voice may hear,
  And let thy presence fill this place.

4 Then let the worldling boast his joys,
  We’ve meat to eat he knows not of;
  We count his treasures worthless toys,
  While we possess a Saviour’s love.