II.
Night lowers in sullen gloom,
Christian!—a long, dark night awaiteth thee,
Dreary as Egypt's night of fear and doom,—
Where will thy hiding be?
God is my refuge!—in the dreary night
In Him I dwell, and have abundant light!
Night lowers in sullen gloom,
Christian!—a long, dark night awaiteth thee,
Dreary as Egypt's night of fear and doom,—
Where will thy hiding be?
God is my refuge!—in the dreary night
In Him I dwell, and have abundant light!