The Lily Of The Valley

In sorrow He’s my comfort, in trouble He’s my stay;
He tells me every care on Him to roll.
He’s the lily of the valley
the bright & morning star
He’s the fairest of ten thousand to my soul;
I have found a friend in Jesus, He’s everything to me,
He’s the fairest of ten thousand to my soul;
He’s the Lily of the Valley, in Him alone I see
All I need to cleanse and make me fully whole.
He will never, ever leave me, nor yet forsake me here,
While I live by faith and do His blessed will;
A wall of fire about me, I’ve nothing now to fear,
With His manna He my hungry soul shall fill.
In sorrow He’s my comfort, in trouble He’s my stay;
He tells me every care on Him to roll.
He’s the lily of the valley
the bright & morning star
He’s the fairest of ten thousand to my soul;
He’s the fairest of ten thousand to my soul;