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A PILGRIM SONG

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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Dec 17, 1894

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 20, No. 58.

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A PILGRIM SONG.

By Rev. Peter Stryker, D.D.

When the sky is bright above me, When around all seem to love me, When no fears or troubles move me, Then I'll trust in God.
He's the source of all my pleasure; He, from out his richest treasure, Gives me, without stint or measure, Bliss at home, abroad.
When the way is dark and eerie, When my feet are worn and weary, When my heart is sad and dreary, Then I'll trust in God.
He it is who kindly leads me, He who daily clothes and feeds me, And I know whate'er my needs be He will help afford.
On the mount or in the valley, On the highway, lane, or alley, I will still my courage rally, Singing, "Trust in God."
He's my all; I want no other; Jesus is my elder brother; Tender as a loving mother, Is my blessed Lord. —Rev. Peter Stryker, D.D.