I have been through the valley of weeping
The valley of sorrow and pain
But the "God of all comfort," was with me
At hand to hold and sustain
As the earth needs the clouds and sunshine,
Our souls need both sorrow and joy
So He places us oft in the furnace
The dross from the gold to destroy
When He leads thru some valleys of trouble
His omnipotent hand we trace
For the trials and sorrows He sends us
Are part of His lessons in grace
Oft we run from the purging and pruning
Forgetting the Gardener knows
That the deeper the cutting and trimming
The richer the cluster that grows
Well He knows that affliction is needed
He has a wise purpose in view
And in the dark valley He whispers
"Soon you’ll understand what I do"
As we travel thru life's shadowed valley
Fresh springs of His love ever rise
And we learn that our sorrows and losses
Are blessings just sent in disguise
So we'll wherever He leads us
Let the path be dreary or bright
For we've proved that our God can give comfort
Our God can give songs in the night
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