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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Mountain View, California · Jan 2, 1907

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 33, No. 1.

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HE GOES BEFORE YOU.

By Annie J. Flint

He goes before you, O my heart! Fear not to follow where He leads; He knows the strength each task demands, He knows the grace each trial needs. He’s just a little farther on Along the dark and lonely way; His bleeding footprints you may trace, He goes before you all the day.
He goes before you, O my heart! Through deepest depth, o’er highest height; He knows where lurks the ambushed foe, And what the battles you must fight; He sees the pitfalls you will meet, The place where you will faint or fall; The weariness, the pain, the tears— He goes before, He knows it all.
He goes before you, O my heart! He does not ask that you shall bear A single pang He has not borne, A single grief He does not share; He beckons on through toil and wo, Through storm or calm or tempest blast, And you shall see Him, as He said, For He shall lead you home at last.
He goes before you, O my heart! Still follow on through gain or loss, And for the joy that’s set before, Despise the shame, endure the cross. The path your falt’ring steps must take Is one His nail-pierced feet have trod; Through garden, mount, and riven tomb, He goes before you up to God. —Annie J. Flint.