Hymn 48 - As I Journey Thro' The Land

As I Journey Thro' 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, thro' Him I must win

O I want to see Him, look upon His face There to sing forever 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 tho'ts aside But my Lord goes ahead, leads what'ver betide

When in valleys low i look towards the mountain height And behold my savior there leading in the fight With a tender hand outstretched Tow'rds the valley low Guiding me, I can see, as I onward go

When before me billows rise from the mighty deep Then y Lord directs my back He doth safely keep And He leads me gently on thro'this world below He's a real friend to me, O! I love Him so