Christ, Who's Gone Before

By Eliza and Sarah Wolcott

When troubles rise,
And tempests roar,
Lift up you eyes,
Christ went before.
Though friends may part,
And tears may pour,
Comfort your heart,
Christ went befere.
Though, in the dust.
They’re seen no more,
Still Him we trust
Who went before.
When left alone,
Unseen, adore
That righteous One,
Who went before.
When death’s cold stream
Shall round us pour,
Then think on Him,
Who went before.
None e’er should faint,
Who seek that shore,
Or make complaint,—
Christ went before.

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