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;