A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion (15th ed.) ‎#142

142. Looking unto Jesus

It was no path of flowers,
Which, through this world of ours,
Beloved of the Father, thou didst tread;
And shall we in dismay
Shrink from the narrow way,
When clouds and darkness are around it spread?

O thou, who art our life,
Be with us through the strife;
Thy holy head by earth’s fierce storms was bowed;
Raise thou our eyes above,
To see a Father’s love
Beam, like a bow of promise, through the cloud.

And, O, if thoughts of gloom
Should hover o’er the tomb,
That light of love our guiding star shall be;
Our spirits shall not dread
The shadowy way to tread,
Friend, Guardian, Saviour, which doth lead to thee.

Text Information

• First Line: It was no path of flowers
• Title: Looking unto Jesus
• Author: Mrs. Miles
• Meter: 10s. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1866
• Notes: Public Domain.

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