1. Pressing on the way to the land of day
In the Lord's appointed ways,
Tho' our pathway lie 'neath a stormy sky
There is only room for praise.
Chorus:
We will trust our Guide and in him confide
While our thankful songs we raise;
On the homeward way to the realms of day
There is only room for praise.
2. In the deepest grief we will find relief,
'Twill remove our sorest sting,
If we beat a song as we march along,
Giving thanks in ev'rything. [Chorus]
3. Evermore rejoice with a grateful voice
For it is our Father's will;
Let us day by day follow Christ the Way,
And his peace our hearts will fill. [Chorus]
Ada Jane Blenkhorn Canada 1858-1927 Born in Cobourg, Ontario, the 10th of 11 children, she emigrated with her family to the U.S. In 1884 and settled in Cleveland, OH.. She was raised a Methodist, and began writing hymn lyrics at age 34. A prolific writer of hymn lyrics, she was about to give it up when a friend encouraged her to continue, telling her some soul might be saved by a hymn she would write. She worked for many years as secretary to her brother, Henry's, real estate company. After his death in 1923, she became president of the company. She never married.
John Perry
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Display Title: Only Room for PraiseFirst Line: Pressing on the way to the land of dayTune Title: [Pressing on the way to the land of day]Author: Ada BlenkhornDate: 1906
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