The Voice of Praise ‎#920

920. Through sorrow's night and danger's path

1 Through sorrow's night and danger's path,
Amid the deepening gloom,
We, followers of our suff'ring Lord,
Are marching to the tomb.

2 There, when the turmoil is no more,
And all our powers decay,
Our cold remains, in solitude,
Shall sleep the years away.

3 Our labors done, securely laid
In this our last retreat,
Unheeded, o'er our silent dust,
The storms of earth may beat.

4 Yet not thus buried, or extinct,
The vital spark shall lie;
For o'er life's wreck that spark shall rise
To seek its kindred sky.

5 These ashes, too, this little dust,
Our Father's care shall keep,
Till the last angel rise and break
The long and dreary sleep.

Text Information

• First Line: Through sorrow's night and danger's path
• Author: White
• Meter: C. M.
• Publication Date: 1873
• Scripture:
  2 Corinthians 4:14
  ;
  Philippians 3:21
• Topic: Resurrection and Judgment; The Soul never Sleeps

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