He Rolls the Stone Away

Some days are dark and drea­ry

Filled with pain and care

My doubt­ing heart oft quest­ions

Why are not all fair;

Then comes with blest as­sur­ance

As I hear God say:

Fear not

and from my spir­it

Rolls the stone away.

He rolls the stone away

He rolls the stone away

My lov­ing

heav’n­ly Fa­ther

Rolls the stone away;

He rolls the stone away

He rolls the stone away

My lov­ing

heav’n­ly Fa­ther

Rolls the stone away;

In days of pain and sor­row

Satan tries his art

With earth’s de­lus­ive so­lace

For an ach­ing heart;

But deep with­in my soul a

Loving voice doth say:

Fear not

and from my spir­it

Rolls the stone away.

And when the sha­dows length­en

And I near the vale

And when the king of ter­rors

Seemeth to pre­vail;

I trust to hear my pi­lot

In His sweet voice say:

Fear not

and from my spir­it

Rolls the stone away.