and can not seem to find my way,
But I know that soon Christ cometh
He shall turn my night to day.
As I wander through the valley
and the light seem oh so dim
I know that I shall be
up there with Him.
Here the sorrow seems so heavy
and my eyes are filled with tears,
but my Lord is standing near me
just to comfort and to cheer.
Tho the Curtain of time separate us
but the Lattice He looketh through
as Job He tryeth us
to see if His children be true.
I have asked “Lord, shall I perish
as Peter did of old”,
but the storm will vanish
and His face I shall behold.
There never has been darkness,
but what there cometh day
for Christ is always near me
just to guide on my way.
So if I will just but trust Him
He will lead me safely through
in the valley and over the mountains
to His home beyond the blue.
written by:
Francis K. Pierson
He shall turn my night to day.
As I wander through the valley
and the light seem oh so dim
I know that I shall be
up there with Him.
Here the sorrow seems so heavy
and my eyes are filled with tears,
but my Lord is standing near me
just to comfort and to cheer.
Tho the Curtain of time separate us
but the Lattice He looketh through
as Job He tryeth us
to see if His children be true.
I have asked “Lord, shall I perish
as Peter did of old”,
but the storm will vanish
and His face I shall behold.
There never has been darkness,
but what there cometh day
for Christ is always near me
just to guide on my way.
So if I will just but trust Him
He will lead me safely through
in the valley and over the mountains
to His home beyond the blue.
written by:
Francis K. Pierson
and the light seem oh so dim
I know that I shall be
up there with Him.
Here the sorrow seems so heavy
and my eyes are filled with tears,
but my Lord is standing near me
just to comfort and to cheer.
Tho the Curtain of time separate us
but the Lattice He looketh through
as Job He tryeth us
to see if His children be true.
I have asked “Lord, shall I perish
as Peter did of old”,
but the storm will vanish
and His face I shall behold.
There never has been darkness,
but what there cometh day
for Christ is always near me
just to guide on my way.
So if I will just but trust Him
He will lead me safely through
in the valley and over the mountains
to His home beyond the blue.
written by:
Francis K. Pierson
up there with Him.
Here the sorrow seems so heavy
and my eyes are filled with tears,
but my Lord is standing near me
just to comfort and to cheer.
Tho the Curtain of time separate us
but the Lattice He looketh through
as Job He tryeth us
to see if His children be true.
I have asked “Lord, shall I perish
as Peter did of old”,
but the storm will vanish
and His face I shall behold.
There never has been darkness,
but what there cometh day
for Christ is always near me
just to guide on my way.
So if I will just but trust Him
He will lead me safely through
in the valley and over the mountains
to His home beyond the blue.
written by:
Francis K. Pierson
and my eyes are filled with tears,
but my Lord is standing near me
just to comfort and to cheer.
Tho the Curtain of time separate us
but the Lattice He looketh through
as Job He tryeth us
to see if His children be true.
I have asked “Lord, shall I perish
as Peter did of old”,
but the storm will vanish
and His face I shall behold.
There never has been darkness,
but what there cometh day
for Christ is always near me
just to guide on my way.
So if I will just but trust Him
He will lead me safely through
in the valley and over the mountains
to His home beyond the blue.
written by:
Francis K. Pierson
just to comfort and to cheer.
Tho the Curtain of time separate us
but the Lattice He looketh through
as Job He tryeth us
to see if His children be true.
I have asked “Lord, shall I perish
as Peter did of old”,
but the storm will vanish
and His face I shall behold.
There never has been darkness,
but what there cometh day
for Christ is always near me
just to guide on my way.
So if I will just but trust Him
He will lead me safely through
in the valley and over the mountains
to His home beyond the blue.
written by:
Francis K. Pierson
but the Lattice He looketh through
as Job He tryeth us
to see if His children be true.
I have asked “Lord, shall I perish
as Peter did of old”,
but the storm will vanish
and His face I shall behold.
There never has been darkness,
but what there cometh day
for Christ is always near me
just to guide on my way.
So if I will just but trust Him
He will lead me safely through
in the valley and over the mountains
to His home beyond the blue.
written by:
Francis K. Pierson
to see if His children be true.
I have asked “Lord, shall I perish
as Peter did of old”,
but the storm will vanish
and His face I shall behold.
There never has been darkness,
but what there cometh day
for Christ is always near me
just to guide on my way.
So if I will just but trust Him
He will lead me safely through
in the valley and over the mountains
to His home beyond the blue.
written by:
Francis K. Pierson
as Peter did of old”,
but the storm will vanish
and His face I shall behold.
There never has been darkness,
but what there cometh day
for Christ is always near me
just to guide on my way.
So if I will just but trust Him
He will lead me safely through
in the valley and over the mountains
to His home beyond the blue.
written by:
Francis K. Pierson
and His face I shall behold.
There never has been darkness,
but what there cometh day
for Christ is always near me
just to guide on my way.
So if I will just but trust Him
He will lead me safely through
in the valley and over the mountains
to His home beyond the blue.
written by:
Francis K. Pierson
but what there cometh day
for Christ is always near me
just to guide on my way.
So if I will just but trust Him
He will lead me safely through
in the valley and over the mountains
to His home beyond the blue.
written by:
Francis K. Pierson
just to guide on my way.
So if I will just but trust Him
He will lead me safely through
in the valley and over the mountains
to His home beyond the blue.
written by:
Francis K. Pierson
He will lead me safely through
in the valley and over the mountains
to His home beyond the blue.
written by:
Francis K. Pierson
to His home beyond the blue.
written by:
Francis K. Pierson
Francis K. Pierson