Sometimes the sha­dows o’er me fall,
I grope in vain a light to see,
When in my heart a voice doth say—
O trou­bled one, come un­to Me.

Refrain

I hear His voice, and to Him go,
And find in Him a friend in­deed,
Could I re­fuse His ten­der plea?
No, no, ’tis Him alone I need.

The voice still pleads in ac­cents low,
But still I lin­ger—O so weak—
Can I re­sist that voice so sweet?
No, no, ’tis peace and rest I seek.

Refrain

So I will glad­ly heed His call,
And let Him with me ev­er say,
For He alone can give me life,
And light along my heav’n­ly way.

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