‘Tis Bethany

There is a place, ‘Tis Bethany, 
A place we can always stay. 
‘Tis a place right here, so near, 
We enter it when we pray.

‘Tis true to say,
the Lord takes rest,
Here is the heart of ours.
He eats with us,
He speaks with us,
He feeds us bread and wine.

Oh crushing blows! When in the cold,
Outside is a painful place.
But Love in here, sees all our tears,
And washes them from our face.

Oh cozy place, with peace and love, 
Nothing can touch us here. 
Secret Garden, our High Tower, 
How good to know no fear.

We keep this place, all neat and clean,
We make it for His best.
This is the place, ‘Tis Bethany,
The Lord is pleased to rest.

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