The Church By the Side of the Road

1 Thro' the mist of years I can seem to see
The church of my childhood days;
And it's mem'ries sweet, so with joy replete,
Shall live in my heart alway.

Chorus:
Then on memory's page I can see again,
The church by the side of the road;
And wherever I roam, it is guiding me home,
The church by the side of the road.

2 And the old, old songs that we used to sing,
I'm singing them o'er and o'er;
They give strength and cheer, when the clouds draw near,
And lead to the other shore. [Chorus]

3 At the place of pray'r, in that little church,
I knelt at my mother's side,
There the Lord I found, it is holy ground,
The One who for sinners died. [Chorus]

4 There's a hallowed spot 'neath the old pine tree,
Where mother was laid to rest;
What a joy 'twill be her dear face to see,
With Him that I love the best. [Chorus]

Source: Seth Parker's Hymnal #53

• MIDI file from Praise and Worship Hymns #30