Sometimes!

Sometimes!

Sometimes my troubles are strong, and

Rough seems the path to the goal.

Then sorrows, how often they creep like a temptest,

Down, over my soul.

Sometimes the night seems so long, and my eye lids

Not so strong, often toiling in life’s dusty way,

The Lord’s blessed presence, how sweet is His way.

He brings me to the harbor of rest, and I can

Dream of the mansion just over the valley where

All of our loved ones have gone.

Near to the Lord let me stay, when blessings

Or sorrows prevail, when climbing the mountain

So steep, or walking the King’s highway.