You are near–yes, Lord, I feel it–
You are near wherever I rove;
Faith often whispers it to love.
Am I fearful? You will take me
Am I faithless? You will make me
Bow beneath Your chastening rod.
Am I drooping? You are near me,
Near to bear me on my way;
Am I pleading? You will hear me–
Hear and answer when I pray.
Then, O my soul, since God does love you,