Narrator:
Luther Loucks et. al.
Our God is light: and though we go
Across a trackless wild,
Our Jesus' footsteps ever show
The path for every child.
At every step afresh we prove
How sure our heavenly Guide;
The faithful and forbearing love
That never turns aside.
Thou weariest not, most gracious Lord,
Though we may weary grow;
In season, the sustaining word
Thou giv'st our hearts to know.
Death's bitter waters met our thirst,
Thy cross has made them sweet;
Then on our gladdened vision burst
God's shady, cool retreat.
Through scenes of strife, by graves of lust,
Our desert path has been;
But here, O Lord, we've learned to trust
And love Thee, though unseen.
The manna and the springing well
Suffice for every need;
And Eschol's grapes the story tell
Of where Thy path doth lead.