I'm a pilgrim and a stranger, Rough and thorny is the road ; Often in the midst of danger ; But it leads to God. Clouds and darkness oft distress me, Great and many are my foes ; Anxious cares and thoughts oppress me : But my Father knows.
2. Oh, how sweet is this assurance, 'Mid the conflict and the strife ! Although sorrows past endurance Follow me through life. Home in prospect still can cheer me, Yes, and give me sweet repose, While I feel His presence near me : For my Father knows.
3. Yes, He sees and knows me daily, Watches over me in love ; Sends me help when foes assail me â Bids me look above. Soon my journey will be ended, Life is drawing to a close ; I shall then be well attended : This my Father knows.
4. I shall then with joy behold Him â Face to face my Father see ; Fall with rapture and adore Him, For His love to me. Nothing more shall then distress me, In the land of sweet repose ; Jesus stands engaged to bless me : This my Father knows.