Hymn 348
As I journey through the land singing as I go
- As I journey through the land singing as I go,
Pointing souls to Calvary to the crimson flow.
Many arrows pierce my soul from without, within;
But my Lord leads me on, through Him I must win.
Oh, I want to see Him, look upon His face,
There to sing for ever of His saving grace;
On the streets of glory let me lift my voice;
Cares all past, home at last, ever to rejoice.
- When in service for my Lord dark may be the night.
But I'll cling more close to Him, He will give me light;
Satan's snares may vex my soul, turn my thoughts aside;
But my Lord goes ahead, leads whate'er betide.
- When in valleys low I look toward the mountains height.
And behold my Saviour there, leading in the fight.
With a tender hand outstretched toward the valley low,
Guiding me, I can see, as I onward go.
- When before me billows rise from the mighty deep.
Then my Lord directs my barque
He doth safely keep.
And He leads me gently on through this worid below.
He's a real Friend to me, oh, I love Him so.
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