verse 1: As I jour-ney thro' the land, sing - ing as I go, Point-ing souls to Cal - va -ry, to the crim-som flow, Man -y ar - rows pierce my heart from with -out, with-in; But my Lord leads me on, through Him I must win. Oh, I want to see Him, look up-on His face, There to sing for-ev-er of His sav-ing grave; On the streets of glo-ry let me lift my voice, Cares all past, home at last ev-er to rejoice. verse 2: When in ser -vice for my Lord dark may be the night, But I'll cling more close to Him, He will give me light; Sa -tan's snares may vex my soul, turn my thoughts a - side; But my Lord goes a - head, leads what-e'er be - tide. Oh, I want to see Him, look up-on His face, There to sing for-ev-er of His sav-ing grave; On the streets of glo-ry let me lift my voice, Cares all past, home at last ev-er to rejoice. verse 3: When in val -leys low I look toward the moun -tain height, And be - hold my Sav - ior there, lead-ing in the fight, With a ten - der hand out-stretched toward the val - ley low, Guid-ing me, I can see, as I on - ward go. Oh, I want to see Him, look up-on His face, There to sing for-ev-er of His sav-ing grave; On the streets of glo-ry let me lift my voice, Cares all past, home at last ev-er to rejoice. verse 4: When be-fore me bil- lows rise from the might-y deep, Then my Lord di - rects my bark; He doth safe-ly keep, And He leads me gent - ly on through this world be - low; He's a real Friend to me, oh, I love Him so. Chorus: