When The End Of My Journey I See by T.L. Newton

At the end of the Way,

O, what joy there will be,

When the end of my journey I see,

For my Lord will be there,

Take my hand lead me on,

Through the shadows of God’s setting sun.

Christ, my Lord, I shall see,

When my spirit doth flee;

When the end of my journey I see:

There is peace in the valley awaiting for me;

When the Light of God’s City I see!

City I see…

When I meet my dear Lord,

In the sweet by and by,

After while, in the morning,

on High;

With no rivers to cross,

And no burdens to bear,

Not a sigh nor a care will be There.

The Lord Jesus is near,

His believers to bless; Walk with us through the dark wilderness:

Let us lean on the Lord,

Take the Way which He trod;

Heed His Word and the warning of God!

Christ, my Lord, I shall see,

When my spirit doth flee;

When the end of my journey I see:

There is peace in the valley awaiting for me;

When the Light of God’s City I see!

City I see…