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.

Oftentimes 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.

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Harder yet may be the fight,
Right may oft­en yield to might,
Wickedness awhile 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.

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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.

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