Words: , cir­ca 1873, for St. Ma­ry’s, New­ing­ton; pub­lished in ’s Col­lect­ion, 1882.

Music: Mont­gom­e­ry, in Call’s The Tunes & Hymns as They Are Used at the Mag­da­len Cha­pel, cir­ca 1760, at­trib­ut­ed to .

Be still, my soul! for God is near!
The great High Priest is with thee now;
The Lord of life Himself is near,
Before Whose face the angels bow.

To make thy heart His lowly throne
Thy Savior God in love draws nigh;
He gives Himself unto His own,
For whom He once came down to die.

He pleads before the mercy-seat;
He pleads with God, He pleads for thee;
He gives thee bread from Heav’n to eat,
His flesh and blood in mystery.

I come, O Lord! for Thou dost call—
To blend my pleading prayer with Thine;
To Thee I give myself—my all,
And feed on Thee and make Thee mine.