Through Sorrow's Night And Danger's Path

Verse 1

Through sorrow's night and danger's path, Amid the deepening gloom, We, followers of our suff'ring Lord, Are marching to the tomb.

Verse 2

There, when the turmoil is no more, And all our powers decay, Our cold remains, in solitude, Shall sleep the years away.

Verse 3

Our labors done, securely laid In this our last retreat, Unheeded, o'er our silent dust, The storms of earth may beat.

Verse 4

Yet not thus buried, or extinct, The vital spark shall lie; For o'er life's wreck that spark shall rise To seek its kindred sky.

Verse 5

These ashes, too, this little dust, Our Father's care shall keep, Till the last angel rise and break The long and dreary sleep.