Taken aside by Jesus, To feel the touch of His hand; To rest for a while in the shadow Of the Rock in a weary land. Taken aside by Jesus, In the loneliness dark and drear, Where no other comfort may reach me, Than his voice to my heart so dear. Taken aside by Jesus, Shall I shrink from the desert place; When I hear as I never heard before, And see Him ‘face to face’? from Streams in the Desert