Down in the Valley

Down in the val­ley ’midst li­lies sweet scent­ed

There is the friend whom I love and rev­ere.

Oh

I will fol­low His steps so con­tent­ed

As on the breeze His sweet name I can hear.

O Thou

God’s pre­cious Son

Who gave Thy life for me

I am so thank­ful

Lord

that Thou loved me.

Thee I am seek­ing

oh

heed my im­plor­ing;

Whither in frag­rance dost Thou take re­pose?

Where Thou at mid­day Thy flock art re­stor­ing

Shaded from heat where the clear fount­ain flows?

Now I have found Thee

O Je­sus

my Sav­ior;

Let me eter­nal­ly say

Thou art mine.

Hide not Thy face from the soul seek­ing fa­vor;

Hast Thou not sought me and said I am Thine?

Sweet as Thy voice have the an­gels ne’er spok­en;

Soft as Thy smile can the light nev­er be.

Press me so near to Thy heart in love’s to­ken.

Oh

to be Thine

that means heav­en to me.