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THE COMPANIONSHIP
God goes with me everywhere I go,
So the joy of Him is never far
Like the Spring's breath o'er a waste of snow,
Like in blackest night the clearest star.
So the joy of Him is never far
Like the Spring's breath o'er a waste of snow,
Like in blackest night the clearest star.
O the thought of Him 's a water-spring
In a parched land cracked with dusty heat;
Like green pastures where the dear birds sing;
There my Shepherd guides my stumbling feet.
In a parched land cracked with dusty heat;
Like green pastures where the dear birds sing;
There my Shepherd guides my stumbling feet.
O my God is dew in the starved day,
Manna to the hungry soul and sick.
God goes with me on the difficult way,
And the thorn 's a-flower, the dead is quick.
Manna to the hungry soul and sick.
God goes with me on the difficult way,
And the thorn 's a-flower, the dead is quick.
Still His hands reach out lest I should slip,
Still His voice speaks comfort to my ear.
In our close, our dear companionship
There 's but room for love and none for fear.
Still His voice speaks comfort to my ear.
In our close, our dear companionship
There 's but room for love and none for fear.
O my God forgets not: He is kind;
He comes closer when the way is rough;
Shelters me against the bitter wind.
O my God is Love and love 's enough.
He comes closer when the way is rough;
Shelters me against the bitter wind.
O my God is Love and love 's enough.
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