Text: | I Journey Through a Desert |
Author: | Mary J. D. Walker |
Tune: | [I journey through a desert drear and wild] |
Composer: | W. H. Monk |
1 I journey through a desert drear and wild,
Yet is my heart by such sweet thoughts beguiled,
Of Him on whom I lean, my strength, my stay,
I can forget the sorrows of the day.
2 Thoughts of His love the root of every grace
Which finds in this poor heart a dwelling place;
The sunshine of my soul, than day more bright,
And my calm pillow of repose by night.
3 Thoughts of His sojourn in this vale of tears,
The tale of love unfolded in those years
Of sinless suffering and patient grace,
I love again and yet again to trace.
4 Thoughts of His coming,—for that joyful day
In patient hope I watch, and wait, and pray;
The dawn draws nigh, the midnight shadows flee,
Oh, what a sunrise will that advent be!
Text Information | |
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First Line: | I journey through a desert drear and wild |
Title: | I Journey Through a Desert |
Author: | Mary J. D. Walker |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1944 |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | [I journey through a desert drear and wild] |
Composer: | W. H. Monk |