What Though Clouds Are Hovering O’er Me,
And I Seem To Walk Alone
Longing, ‘Mid My Cares And Crosses,
For The Joys That Now Are Flown !
If I’ve Jesus, Jesus Only,
Then My Sky Will Have A Gem ;
He’s The Sun Of Brightest Splendour,
And The Star Of Bethlehem.

What Though All My Earthly Journey
Bringeth Naught But Weary Hours ;
And, In Grasping For Life’s Roses.,
Thorns I Find Instead Of Flowers !
If I’ve Jesus, Jesus Only,
I Possess A Cluster Rare ;
He’s The Lily Of The Valley,
And The Rose Of Sharon Fair.

What Though All My Heart Is Yearning
For The Loved Of Long Ago
Bitter Lessons Sadly Learning
From The Shadowy Page Of Woe !
If I’ve Jesus, Jesus Only,
He’ll Be With Me To The End
And, Unseen By Mortal Vision,
Angel Bands Will O’er Me Bend.

When I Soar To Realms Of Glory,
And An Entrance I Await,
If I Whisper, Jesus Only !
Wide Will Open The Pearly Gate
When I Join The Heavenly Chorus,
And The Angel-Hosts I See,
Precious Jesus, Jesus Only,
Will My Theme Of Rapture Be.