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But once in the tempest of pain and care,
I lost my guiding star.
And my heart sunk down with a leaden weight
To be left behind so far:
When the darkness was darkest, a sweet voice said,
"I am waiting, mamma, press straight ahead."
I lost my guiding star.
And my heart sunk down with a leaden weight
To be left behind so far:
When the darkness was darkest, a sweet voice said,
"I am waiting, mamma, press straight ahead."
Do you think I ever can lose my way,
With those little feet to guide?
With that little heart so pure and true.
Close up to her Saviour's side?
When the pathway is brightest. I close my eyes,
And dream of our meeting in Paradise.
With those little feet to guide?
With that little heart so pure and true.
Close up to her Saviour's side?
When the pathway is brightest. I close my eyes,
And dream of our meeting in Paradise.
It may be long ere my weary feet
Shall enter the blessed gate.
But I know the way, and I'll hasten on.
Lest perchance, I may be late,
Remembering ever that sweet voice said,
"I'm waiting, mamma, press straight ahead."
Shall enter the blessed gate.
But I know the way, and I'll hasten on.
Lest perchance, I may be late,
Remembering ever that sweet voice said,
"I'm waiting, mamma, press straight ahead."
