1 Sometimes the way of life is rough and steep,
Sorrows roll o’er me like waves o’er the deep,
Yet peace is mine, tho’ sorrows round me sweep,
For I hear my blessed Savior speak to me.
Turn me not away,
Be my strength and stray,
Anxiously I’m list’ning, list’ning, speak, O speak to me.
This shall be my plea thro’ all eternity:—
Savior, in Thy loving kindness, speak to me.
2 Come cloud or sun, come pleasure, grief or pain,
I’ll bear the cross, nor will ever complain,
True to the last I ever will remain,
While I hear my blessed Savior speak to me. [Refrain]
3 When thro’ the valley I am called to go,
When from my sight fadeth all things below,
I shall rejoice in Jordan, for I know
I shall hear my blessed Savior speak to me. [Refrain]
Source: Triumphant Songs No.5 #49
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|Triumphant Songs No.5 #49||Speak to Me||Sometimes the way of life is rough and steep||[Sometimes the way of life is rough and steep]||C. H. G.||1896|