The phrase "rough" resonates through 20 hymns, touching hearts across generations.
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...Are signboards left for guiding me,
On this rough road of mine,
On this rough road of mine....
Are signboards left for guiding me,
On this rough road of mine,
On this rough road of mine.
...Good Shepherd Jesus grieved;
Though path was rugged, rough, and steep,
He sought to save that sheep....
Good Shepherd Jesus grieved;
Though path was rugged, rough, and steep,
He sought to save that sheep.
...As a hand lets down night’s curtain
O’er the rough and rugged breasts.
Dark and murky are the outlines,...
As a hand lets down night’s curtain
O’er the rough and rugged breasts.
Dark and murky are the outlines,
...Beneath His chastening rod;
Though rough and steep
Our pathway worn and weary,...
Beneath His chastening rod;
Though rough and steep
Our pathway worn and weary,
...In the fight, say, does your heart grow weary?
Do you find your path is rough and thorny?
And above the sky is dark and stormy?...
In the fight, say, does your heart grow weary?
Do you find your path is rough and thorny?
And above the sky is dark and stormy?
...In safety o’er the deep;
Let the rough tempest speed their way,
Or bid its fury sleep....
In safety o’er the deep;
Let the rough tempest speed their way,
Or bid its fury sleep.
...The path that Jesus trod,
Tho’ rough and strait and dark it be,
Leads home to Heav’n and God....
The path that Jesus trod,
Tho’ rough and strait and dark it be,
Leads home to Heav’n and God.
...Not a single regret, journeying this day;
Rough and winding terrain, rocks and thorns can’t dissuade,
Narrow gate, narrow way, the cross’s wounds pervade....
Not a single regret, journeying this day;
Rough and winding terrain, rocks and thorns can’t dissuade,
Narrow gate, narrow way, the cross’s wounds pervade.
...Will they take me home to God,
When the long, rough way I’ve trod?
When life’s sun is slowly sinking,...
Will they take me home to God,
When the long, rough way I’ve trod?
When life’s sun is slowly sinking,
...start
This world’s a rough and stormy sea,
Where winds arise and tempests roar;...
start
This world’s a rough and stormy sea,
Where winds arise and tempests roar;
...And be the low valley exalted on high!
The rough path and crooked be made smooth and even,
For, Sion, your king, your Redeemer, is nigh....
And be the low valley exalted on high!
The rough path and crooked be made smooth and even,
For, Sion, your king, your Redeemer, is nigh.
...Marvel not, oh! unbeliever,
If your way is rough and bare;
Marvel not, for without Jesus,...
Marvel not, oh! unbeliever,
If your way is rough and bare;
Marvel not, for without Jesus,
...The path that leads me to the throne
They say is rough and steep;
I do not travel there alone,...
The path that leads me to the throne
They say is rough and steep;
I do not travel there alone,
...In the Spirit who is sanctifying me.
Oh His nature in me sanctifies thoroughly;
Now from sin, the world and the self I’m free...
In the Spirit who is sanctifying me.
Oh His nature in me sanctifies thoroughly;
Now from sin, the world and the self I’m free
...As molders take unshapen wax,
As smith, the iron, rough and cold,
A useful instrument to mold,...
As molders take unshapen wax,
As smith, the iron, rough and cold,
A useful instrument to mold,
...Oh! sometimes the shadows are deep,
And rough seems the path to the goal,
And sorrows, sometimes how they sweep...
Oh! sometimes the shadows are deep,
And rough seems the path to the goal,
And sorrows, sometimes how they sweep
...In the still air the music lies unheard;
In the rough marble beauty hides unseen;
To make the music and the beauty, needs...
In the still air the music lies unheard;
In the rough marble beauty hides unseen;
To make the music and the beauty, needs
...I love, I love the Bible.
What faithful chart on life’s rough sea,
What compass true where’er we be,...
I love, I love the Bible.
What faithful chart on life’s rough sea,
What compass true where’er we be,
...This storehouse for my daily food;
Give me this chart for life’s rough sea,
These healing leaves, this healing tree....
This storehouse for my daily food;
Give me this chart for life’s rough sea,
These healing leaves, this healing tree.
...He bore the cross before He wore the crown.
What though the rough winds shake thy fragile bark,
And many waters threaten thee to drown,...
He bore the cross before He wore the crown.
What though the rough winds shake thy fragile bark,
And many waters threaten thee to drown,
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