Singing by the Way by Eben E. Rexford

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Sep 10, 1908

Singing by the Way

By Eben E. Rexford

Ho, comrades, heavenward faring, Let’s sing, in cheerful strain, A song to lighten labor And soothe the heart of pain,— A song so full of gladness, So blithe with help and cheer, That weary wayside pilgrims Will gain new strength to hear.

Life holds for most, my comrades, More happiness than pain; God gives a week of sunshine For every day of rain. So, trusting in the wisdom Of his eternal plan, Let’s face the rain or sunshine, And do the best we can.

O let us sing, my comrades, Of blessings by the way,— Each cloud’s a silver lining, There’s blue beyond the gray! Ah, as we sing about it, The shadows break apart, And all the world’s in sunshine Because we’re light of heart!

— Eben E. Rexford, in Sunday School Times.