1. Beams of heaven, as I go, Through this wilderness below.
Guide my feet in peaceful ways, Turn my midnights into days;
When in the darkness I would grope, Faith always sees a star of hope.
And soon from all life's grief and danger, I shall be free some day.
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I do not know how long 'twill be,
Nor what the future holds for me,
But this I know: if Jesus leads me,
I shall get home some day.
2. Often times my sky is clear, Joy abounds without a tear.
Though a day so bright begun, Clouds may hide tomorrow's sun.
There'll be a day that's always bright, A day that never yields to night,
And in its light the streets of glory I shall behold some day.
3. Harder yet may be the fight, Right may often yield to might,
Wickedness a while may reign, Satan's cause may seem to gain,
There is a God that rules above, With hand of power, and heart of love;
If I am right, He'll fight my battle, I shall have peace some day.
4. Burdens now may crush me down, Disappointments all around.
Troubles speak in mournful sigh, Sorrow through a tear-stained eye.
There is a world where pleasure reigns, No mourning soul shall roam its plains,
And to that land of peace and glory I want to go some day.