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What though my joys and comfort die?
The Lord my savior liveth.
What though the darkness gather round?
Songs in the night he giveth.

(My Life Flows On In Endless Song)

How drear is the wilderness way

How drear is the wilderness way

Author: Ida Whipple
Tune: [How sad is the wilderness way]
Published in 6 hymnals

Audio files: MIDI

Representative Text

1 How sad is the wilderness way!
How many the dangers we meet!
Our hopes and our pleasure decay,
And lie in the dust at our feet;
Yet one joyous promise remains
To cheer our faint hearts in the gloom:
When ended life’s sorrows and pains,
The angels will welcome us home.

2 How often we’re summoned to part
With some cherished friend that we love!
While grief sits supreme in the heart,
What peace cometh down from above!
They never will smile on us more
While thro’ the bleak desert we roam,
Yet safe on the evergreen shore,
The angels will welcome us home.

3 ‘Tis only a little way o’er,
This wearisome pilgrimage ends;
There its trials and labors are gone,
The sun in our heaven descends,
And sweet is the promise of rest,
And sweet is the meeting to come,
For soon in the realms of the blest
The angels will welcome us home.

Source: Fair as the Morning. Hymns and Tunes for Praise in the Sunday-School #46

Author: Ida Whipple

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Text Information

First Line: How drear is the wilderness way
Author: Ida Whipple
Refrain First Line: The angels will welcome us home



Instances (1 - 6 of 6)
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Fair as the Morning. Hymns and Tunes for Praise in the Sunday-School #46

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Jasper and Gold #114

New Silver Song #d42

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Royal Gems #46

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Song Garland; or, Singing for Jesus #92

The Silver Song #d42

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