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Dark is the night,
and cold the wind is blowing,
Nearer and nearer
comes the breakers’ roar;
Where shall I go,
or whither fly for refuge?
Hide me, my Father,
till the storm is o’er.
With His loving hand to guide,
let the clouds above me roll,
And the billows in their fury
dash around me.
I can brave the wildest storm,
with His glory in my soul,
I can sing amidst the tempest—
Praise the Lord!
Dark is the night,
but cheering is the promise,
He will go with me o’er
the troubled wave;
Safe He will lead me
through the pathless waters,
Jesus, the mighty One,
and strong to save.
With His loving hand to guide,
let the clouds above me roll,
And the billows in their fury
dash around me.
I can brave the wildest storm,
with His glory in my soul,
I can sing amidst the tempest—
Praise the Lord!
Dark is the night,
but lo! the day is breaking,
Onward my bark,
unfurl thy every sail,
Now at the helm I see
my Father standing,
Soon will my anchor
drop within the veil.
With His loving hand to guide,
let the clouds above me roll,
And the billows in their fury
dash around me.
I can brave the wildest storm,
with His glory in my soul,
I can sing amidst the tempest—
Praise the Lord!
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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11 11 11 11 with refrain
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Dates:
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1894
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 32:7;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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DARK IS THE NIGHT
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Meter:
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11 11 11 11 with refrain
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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