The Valley Of The Shadow Of Death
By George Thurlow
I will not fear or worry
What death can do to me;
It's just a mode of transport
From earth straight home to Thee.
It has no power to hold me
For Christ has paid the price;
And in His hands He holds the keys
Of eternal life.
The shadow of death looks dark and drear
Gloomy, grim and gray,
But behind each and every shadow
There are Sonlight rays!
And yea though I may walk through it
I'll never be alone,
And I will fear no evil
While on this journey to the throne.
For my Lord is able
To deliver me safely there.
He'll lead me through the valley
This heavenly thoroughfare.
