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Ye pilgrims through this vale of tears

Ye pilgrims through this vale of tears

Author: Charles Albert Tindley
Tune: CONSOLATION (Tindley)
Published in 3 hymnals

Full Text

1. Ye pilgrims through this vale of tears,
Come, let us cheer each other,
Amid the danger's doubts and fear,
Let each console his brother.
Our way is often dark and hard,
Temptations all around us,
Unless we pray with one accord
They surely will confound us.

2. We see the pit where others lie,
All smitten by the Tempter,
We too shall come to grief and die,
If we to him surrender.
We'll walk the blood-be-sprinkled way,
The road that leads to glory,
And as we go we'll sing and pray,
And tell redemption's story.

3. While some are shouting all the time,
Some other hearts are bleeding,
They want the heav'nly peace to find
For which their souls are pleading.
Come, let us lead them through the gate,
The way of sins confessing,
The word of God will put them straight
and they will find the blessing.

4. There may be some that's growing tired,
Because the way is tedious,
Let's take the Book that was inspir'd
And tell them more 'bout Jesus.
Tell them of Him who bled and died!
The crucifixion story.
Who rendered justice satisfied
And then went home to glory.

5. We soon shall reach the shining shore,
And see our dear Redeemer,
Where we shall weep and sign no more,
But praise His name forever.
Our time is short and crosses great
And often hard to carry,
Who rendered justice satisfied
And then went home to glory.

Source: Soul Echoes: A Collection of Songs for Religious Meetings, No. 2 #7

Author: Charles Albert Tindley

Charles Albert Tindley was born in Berlin, Maryland, July 7, 1851; son of Charles and Hester Tindley. His father was a slave, and his mother was free. Hester died when he was very young; he was taken in my his mother’s sister Caroline Miller Robbins in order to keep his freedom. It seems that he was expected to work to help the family. In his Book of Sermons (1932), he speaks of being “hired out” as a young boy, “wherever father could place me.” He married Daisy Henry when he was seventeen. Together they had eight children, some of whom would later assist him with the publication of his hymns. Tindley was largely self-taught throughout his lifetime. He learned to read mostly on his own. After he and Daisy moved to Philadelphia… Go to person page >

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First Line: Ye pilgrims through this vale of tears
Author: Charles Albert Tindley


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