1
When darkness gathers round thy way,
As falls the shades of even;
No star, with its mild, cheering ray,
To chase the gloom. our fears allay —
How sweet the light of heaven!
2
When toiling in the narrow way,
By persecution driven,
Beset with treacherous snares that lay
To lead our wayward feet astray,
How sweet the smiles of heaven!
3
When by earth's care and grief and woe
The anguished heart is riven,
And bitter tears of sorrow flow,
No soothing balm found here below —
How sweet the joy of heaven!
4
And when our pilgrimage is o'er,
The blessed promise given;
When, borne on angels' wings we soar
To meet the Saviour we adore —
How sweet the home in heaven!
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