Waiting By The Wayside


Waiting by the wayside
For the coming Master,
List’ning for his footsteps drawing nigh;
All is dark and dreary,
Waiting, sad and weary,
Help me, Jesus, Master; hear, oh, hear my cry.

Refrain:
Open thou mine eyes,
Open thou mine eyes
To thy rays of healing streaming from the skies;
Open thou mine eyes,
Open thou mine eyes,
Mercy now is streaming from the sunlit skies.

Waiting now no longer,
Faith is growing stronger,
With the gracious Master standing near;
What is this glad greeting?
Hasten to the meeting!
Mercy now is streaming from the sunlit skies. [Refrain]

In my sin and sorrow
Courage I will borrow
From this sweet old story of his grace;
Looking on my Saviour,
Trusting in his favor,
Now my eyes, long darkened, see his smiling face. [Refrain]