The Wilderness Of Sin I Roamed


The wilderness of sin I roamed,
A desert wretched, wild and bare,
With broken heart and weary tread,
My soul within me cold and dead,

And lo! the Christ was there,
To answer pray’r,
To answer pray’r.

God gave to me a heavy cross,
Too great a cross for me to bear,
Till bowed beneath the pressing load,
I stopped to rest upon life’s road,

And lo! the Christ was there,
To answer pray’r,
To answer pray’r.

I walked within the open tomb,
And gazed upon its black despair,
To see if one there could be found
To guide through that mysterious ground,

And lo! the Christ was there,
To answer pray’r,
To answer pray’r.

Man’s timeless Friend, the changeless One,
I searched and found Him everywhere;
The same sad look upon His face
The same undying, boundless grace,

And lo! the Christ is here,
To answer pray’r,
To answer pray’r.