Some days are dark and drea­ry,
Filled with pain and care,
My doubt­ing heart oft quest­ions
Why are not all fair;
Then comes with blest as­sur­ance
As I hear God say:
Fear not, and from my spir­it
Rolls the stone away.

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He rolls the stone away,
He rolls the stone away,
My lov­ing, heav’n­ly Fa­ther
Rolls the stone away;
He rolls the stone away,
He rolls the stone away,
My lov­ing, heav’n­ly Fa­ther
Rolls the stone away;

In days of pain and sor­row
Satan tries his art,
With earth’s de­lus­ive so­lace
For an ach­ing heart;
But deep with­in my soul a
Loving voice doth say:
Fear not, and from my spir­it
Rolls the stone away.

Refrain

And when the sha­dows length­en
And I near the vale,
And when the king of ter­rors
Seemeth to pre­vail;
I trust to hear my pi­lot
In His sweet voice say:
Fear not, and from my spir­it
Rolls the stone away.

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