Sung by: Ollie Gilbert
Recorded in Mountain View, AR by George Fisher

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As I journey through the land, singing as I go,
Parting souls to Calvary to the crimson flow
Many arrows pierce my soul from without, within,
But my Lord, lead me on; through Him I must win.

Chorus: Oh, I want to see Him, look upon His face,
There to sing forever of a saving grace.
On the streets of glory, let me lift my voice,
Cares all past, home at last, ever to rejoice.

When in service for my Lord, dark may be the night
But I cling close to Him; He will give me light.
Satan . . . my soul, turn my thoughts aside,
But my Lord goes ahead . . . tide.


When the valley low, I look towards the mountain high,
And behold my savior there, leading in the fight.
With a tender hand outstretched, He walks the valley low.
Guiding me, I can see, ever on the go.


When before me billows rise from the mighty deep,
And my Lord direct my bark, He will safely keep,
And he leads me gently on through this world below.
He’s a real friend to me; oh, I love Him so.


All Songs Recorded by John Quincy Wolf, Jr., unless otherwise noted

The John Quincy Wolf Folklore Collection
Lyon College, Batesville, Arkansas
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