I will make the dark­ness light be­fore thee,
What is wrong I’ll make it right be­fore thee,
All thy bat­tles I will fight be­fore thee,
And the high place I’ll bring down.

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When thou walk­est by the way I’ll lead thee,
On the fat­ness of the land I’ll feed thee,
And a man­sion in the sky I’ll deed thee,
And the high place I’ll bring down.

With an ev­er­last­ing love I’ll love thee,
Though with tri­als deep and sore I’ll prove thee,
But there’s no­thing that can hurt or move thee,
And the high place I’ll bring down.

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Although Sa­tan in his rage would tear thee,
And with all his winn­ing arts would snare thee,
Even down to thine old age I’ll bear thee,
And the high place I’ll bring down.

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I will make the dark­ness light be­fore thee,
I will make the crook­ed straight be­fore thee,
I will spread My wings pro­tect­ing o’er thee,
And the high place I’ll bring down.

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