Scripture Verse

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


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

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.


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.