The Evergreen Valley

There’s a beau­ti­ful ev­er­green val­ley

Where the wea­ry and way­worn may rest

And it lies just be­yond the dark sha­dows

That are ga­ther­ing thick in the west.

When we en­ter the val­ley of sha­dows

Where life’s way with its tri­als must cease

We shall find it an ev­er­green val­ley

Blessed with qui­et

con­tent­ment

and peace.

We will come to its bor­der at sun­set

Where the jour­ney of life finds its end;

We will pitch our tents there till the morn­ing

Which the Fa­ther in glo­ry will send.

When we en­ter the val­ley of sha­dows

The dear Sav­ior our foot­steps will guide

And the way will be safe from all dan­ger

If we keep ve­ry close to His side.

There’s a beau­ti­ful ev­er­green val­ley

It is known as the val­ley of death;

Wafted in from the fair land be­yond it

There is borne a soft life giv­ing breath.