1 Lord, in this vale of tears,
What various woes we feel!
Diseases, pains, and doubts, and fears,
Surround thy children still.
2 What dangers fill the road!
What storms, and tempests roar!
But we march onward to our God,
And trust his guardian pow'r.
3 No lasting comfort's found
Through this long wilderness:
But when we reach the heav'nly ground,
Pleasures shall never cease.
4 Support us in the way,
Lord! let our faith be strong;
Direct our footsteps, lest we stray,
And guard our souls along.
5 Death shall convey us home;
Thither our hearts aspire:
There no disease shall ever come,
But joy shall be entire.
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First Line: | Lord, in this vale of tears |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1814 |
Topic: | The Troubles of Life |