First Line: Weary of wandering long, my sore heart saith ,

Weary of wandering long, my sore heart saith ;
“Show me Thy way, O Lord ! teach me Thy path !
I thought these weary feet straight-
way would find
All rough and rugged paths left far behind.

2 But as I onward passed, the way grew steep ;
And black clouds gathered fast, and skies did weep ;
And darkness seemed to hide the
toilsome road :
Amazed, again I cried, Thy way, O God ?

3 A lamp unto my feet God's Word
did prove;
A “still, small voice, and sweet,
spoke thus in love:
Whoso, through night and day, God's way pursues,
‘Him shall He teach the way that He
shall choose.'

4 Then, since He chose for me this nigged path,
My hand in His shall be with steadfast faith ;
Each step this darksome night is
bringing me
Still nearer to the bright eternity.