The Star of Hope by C. M. Snow

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Tacoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · May 27, 1915

The Star of Hope

By C. M. Snow

C. M. Snow

Far o’er the woe of the world I see A star through the darkness shine, Its silvery beams falling bright on me In this wearisome way of mine.

Cheer up, faint heart, there is joy and peace, There is life, where its rays may fall; And sin-sick souls find a sweet release In the light that shines for all.

I once was lost in the wilderness, And dark was the path I trod; The star shone on in its blessedness, And guided me back to God.

Shine on, bright star, for the earth is drear, And so many are bowed with woe; O, guide us home from the darkness here Where the floods of evil flow!

Shine on, bright star, for thy love-lit ray Leads home to the land of rest, To the home of love and the hills of day, To the home of the pure and blest.

Then look and live, for the hand of love Is outstretched from the throne of God, That love-light guides to the home above, Through the path our Saviour trod.