Roses on a Blanket with Lo! I come with joy to do and I love to steal awhile away

  Lo!  I come with joy to do
  The Master’s blessed will;
Him in outward works pursue,
  And serve his pleasure still.
Faithful to my Lord’s commands,
  I still would choose the better part,
Serve with careful Martha’s hands,
  And loving Mary’s heart.

  Careful, without care I am,
  Nor feel my happy toil,
Kept in peace by Jesus’ name,
  Supported by his smile:
Joyful thus my faith to show,
  I find his service my reward:
Every work I do below,
  I do it to the Lord.

  O that all the art might know
  Of living thus to thee,
Find their heaven begun below,
  And here thy glory see!
Walk in all the works prepared
  By thee, to exercise their grace,
Till they gain their full reward,
  And see thy glorious face!
 
Charles WesleyI love to steal awhile away
  From every cumbering care,
And spend the hours of setting day
  In humble, grateful prayer.

I love in solitude to shed
  The penitential tear,
And all His promises to plead
  Where none but God can hear.

I love to think on mercies past,
  And future good implore,
And all my cares and sorrows cast
  On Him whom I adore.

I love by faith to take a view
  Of brighter scenes in heaven;
The prospect doth my strength renew
  While here by tempests driven.

Thus, when life’s toilsome day is o’er,
  May its departing ray
Be calm as this impressive hour,
  And lead to endless day.  Amen

Phoebe H. Brown, alt in Village Hymns 1824