1 Now that my journey’s just begun,
My course so little trod,
I’ll stay, before I further run,
And give myself to God.
2 And, lest I should be ever led
Through sinful paths to stray,
I would at once begin to tread
In wisdom’s pleasant way.
3 What sorrows may my steps attend,
I cannot now foretell;
But if the Lord will be my friend,
I know that all is well.
4 If all my earthly friends should die,
And leave me mourning here;
Since God regards the orphan’s cry,
O what have I to fear?
5 If I am rich, He’ll guard my heart,
Temptation to withstand;
And make me willing to impart
The bounties of His hand.
6 If I am poor, He can supply
Who has my table spread;
Who feeds the ravens when they cry,
And fills His poor with bread.
7 And, Lord, whatever grief or ill
For me may be in store,
Make me submissive to Thy will,
And I would ask no more.
8 Attend me through my youthful way,
Whatever be my lot;
And when I’m feeble, old, and gray,
O Lord, forsake me not.
9 Then still, as seasons hasten by,
I will for Heav’n prepare;
That God may take me when I die,
To dwell forever there.
|First Line:||Now that my journey’s just begun|
|Title:||Now That My Journey's Just Begun|
|Source:||Hymns for Infant Minds, 1810|
|Composer:||Sylvanus Billings Pond (1836)|
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