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Come weal, come woe where'er we go

Come weal, come woe where'er we go

Author: Alfred J. Hough
Tune: [Come weal, come woe, where'er we go]
Published in 21 hymnals

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Audio files: MIDI

Full Text

1. Come weal, come woe where’er we go,
God is not far away;
He holds the stormy winds that blow,
And molds the golden day.
The darkest night to Him is light,
And thro’ the shine or shade,
He speaks in tones of tender might,
My child, be not afraid.

Refrain
Child, be not, be not afraid;
Child, be not, be not afraid
The darkest night to Him is light,
And thro’ the shine or shade,
Child, be not, be not afraid;
Child, be not, be not afraid
He speaks in tones of tender might,
My child, be not afraid.

2. Tho’ clouds may veil the stars that sail
O’er boundless seas of space,
And lights along all shores may fail,
God will not hide His face;
But sweetly whispers while His hands
Upon His own are laid,
Lo! at thy side thy Father stands,
My child, be not afraid. [Refrain]

3. Thro’ changing years, in joy and tears,
The changeless One abides,
And safe the soul from doubt and fears
That in His bosom hides.
On noisy street, in still retreat,
Thro’ vales of deepest shade,
That voice is heard with accents sweet,
My child, be not afraid. [Refrain]

Source: The Cyber Hymnal #471

Author: Alfred J. Hough

Born: Circa November 1848, Surrey, England. Hough, a minister, was living with his family in Ludlow, Vermont, by 1880, and in Hartford, Vermont, in 1900. He became a naturalized American citizen in 1890. His works include: Solomon’s Song Re-Sung Odd Fellowship in Song: Five Famous Poems, 1888 Egyptian Melodies, and Other Poems (Boston, Massachusetts: The Gorham Press, 1911) --www.hymntime.com/tch  Go to person page >

Text Information

First Line: Come weal, come woe where'er we go
Author: Alfred J. Hough
Language: English
Refrain First Line: Be not afraid, Be not afraid

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The Cyber Hymnal #471
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