Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for Thou art with me; Thy rod and Thy staff they comfort me.@Psalm 23:4

Phi­lip P. Bliss, in The Prize, ed­it­ed by George F. Root (Cin­cin­na­ti, Ohio: John Church, 1870) (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Philip P. Bliss (1838–1876)

Some years ago I was in the dark, a young la­dy of Lon­don told me, and was seek­ing the Lord day and night; but I could get no rest or peace for my soul. For two or three weeks the ti­tle of ‘There’s a Light in the Val­ley’ kept ring­ing through my ears. I had ne­ver care­ful­ly read through the hymn, but in my con­stant plead­ing with the Lord I al­ways begged for this light of the val­ley to be giv­en to me.

And one night Christ gave the light I had been ask­ing for. I can­not des­cribe my joy when I could say, There is a light in the val­ley for me. I scarce­ly slept that night, for the words would come to me again and again. It is now my priv­i­lege, some­times, to help sing them for oth­ers, and then they seem to bring a fresh wave of my Sav­iour’s love to me, as they did on that bless­ed night.

Sankey, pp. 285–86

Through the valley of the shadow I must go,
Where the cold waves of Jordan roll;
But the promise of my shepherd I will know,
Be the rod and the staff to my soul.
Even now down the valley as I glide,
I can hear my Savior say, Follow me!
And with Him I’m not afraid to cross the tide;
There’s a light in the valley for me.

Refrain

There’s a light in the valley,
There’s a light in the valley,
There’s a light in the valley for me,
And no evil will I fear
While my Shepherd is so near,
There’s a light in the valley for me.

Now the rolling of the billows I can hear,
As they beat on the turf bound shore;
But the beacon light of love so bright and clear,
Guides my bark, frail and lone, safely o’er.
I shall find down the valley no alarms,
For my Savior’s blessèd smile I can see;
He will bear me in His loving, mighty arms,
There’s a light in the valley for me.

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