Text: | Though I walk the downward shade |
Author: | James Montgomery |
Though I walk the downward shade,
Deepening through the vale of death,
Yet I will not be afraid,
But, with my departing breath,
I will glory in my God,
In my Saviour I will trust,
Strengthen'd by His staff and rod,
While this body falls to dust.
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Soon on wings, on wings of love,
My transported soul shall rise,
Like the home-returning dove,
Vanishing through boundless skies;
Then, where death shall be no more,
Sin nor suffering e'er molest,
All my days of mourning o'er,
In his presence I shall rest.
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First Line: | Though I walk the downward shade |
Title: | Though I walk the downward shade |
Author: | James Montgomery |
Meter: | 7.7.7.7 |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1854 |
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