Lord In This Vale Of Tears

Lord, in this vale of tears,
What various woes we feel!
Diseases, pains, and doubts, and fears,
Surround thy children still.

What dangers fill the road!
What storms, and tempests roar!
But we march onward to our God,
And trust his guardian pow’r.

No lasting comfort’s found
Through this long wilderness:
But when we reach the heav’nly ground,
Pleasures shall never cease.

Support us in the way,
Lord! let our faith be strong;
Direct our footsteps, lest we stray,
And guard our souls along.

Death shall convey us home;
Thither our hearts aspire:
There no disease shall ever come,
But joy shall be entire.