| Song | Alone with Jesus (Naylor) |
| Album | Good Old Christian Hymns |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
| Writer(s) | Charles W. Naylor |
| Music | |
| Key | Meter: 8.8.8.8.6.7.7.7 |
| Tags | Alone with Jesus (Naylor) |
| Theme(s) | |
| Scripture Reference(s) | Matthew 6:6; 14:23 |
| CCLI Song No |
Alone with Jesus, oh, how sweet
The seasons spent low at His feet
In humble, fervent, secret prayer!
My soul would e’er be feasting there.
All alone with my Lord,
We converse as loving friends;
There I drink with my Savior,
Of the joy that never ends.
Alone with Jesus, sweetest place,
So hallowed by His richest grace;
Where heaven seems all round about,
And every earthly thing shut out.
Alone with Him, ’tis there I gain
The grace in heav’nly place to reign;
‘Tis there I gain the strength to live;
‘Tis there the Lord delights to give.
Alone with Him, I find sweet rest
From all my troubles, on His breast;
I cast on Him my every care,
And find sweet peace and comfort there.
