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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 way.
Thoughts of His love—
the root of ev’ry 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.
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.
Thoughts of His glory—
on the Cross I gaze,
And there behold its sad
yet healing rays;
Beacon of hope which,
lifted up on high,
Illumes with heavenly light
the tear-dimmed eye.
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,
O what a sunrise will that advent be!
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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| 1981 | # 92 | | 1919 | # 661 |
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TOULON
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| # 523 | F | | # 316 | F | | # 660 | F | | # 489 | F | | # 953 | F | | # 92 | G | | # 489 | No key |
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