When Shadows Gather On Our Way
When shadows gather on our way,
Fast deepening as the night,
Be Thou, O God, the spirit’s stay,
Our inward Light.
Amid the outward toil and strife,
The world’s dull roar and din,
Still speak Thy word of higher life,
Thou Voice within.
When burdens sore upon us press,
And vexing cares increase,
Spring Thou, a fount of quietness,
Our hidden Peace.
Though fond hopes fail, and joy depart,
And friends should faithless prove,
O save us from the bitter heart,