Lord, When Through Sin I Wander

Lord! when through sin I wan­der

So ve­ry far from Thee

I think in some far coun­try

Thy sin­less home must be;

But when with ear­nest sor­row

I pray Thee to for­give

Thy par­don is so per­fect

That in Thy Heav’n I live.

That Heav’n

Lord

so sur­rounds me

That when I do the right

The sad­dest path of du­ty

Is light­ened by its light;

I know not what its glo­ries

Before Thy throne must be

But here Thy smil­ing pre­sence

Is Heav’n on earth to me.

To love the right and do it

Is to my heart so sweet

It makes the path of du­ty

A shin­ing

gold­en street

Within Thy heav’n­ly king­dom:

Lord

let me nev­er stray

Then Heav’n

with­in

ab­out me

Shall com­pass all my way.