If you have gone a little way ahead of me,"call back",
It will cheer my heart and help my feet along the stony track.
And if, perhaps, Faith`s light is dim, because the oil is low,
Your call will guide my lagging course as wearily I go.
"Call back", and tell me that He went with you into the storm;
"Call back, and say he kept you when the forest`s roots were torn,
That when the heavens thunder, and the earthquake shook the hill,
He bore you up and held you where the lofty air was still.
O friend, "call back", and tell me for I cannot see your face;
They say it glows with triumph, and your feet sprint in the race;
But there are mists between us and my spirit eyes are dim,
And I cannot see the glory, though I long for word of Him.
But if you`ll say He heard you when your prayer was but a cry,
And if you say He saw you through the night`s sin-darkened sky.
If you have gone a little way ahead, O friend,"call back"
It will cheer my heart and help my feet along the stony track.