Henry Lewy - Down Where the Valleys Are Low lyrics

Down, where the valleys are low, there's a refuge so high And down, where the coldest winds blow, there the warmest winds hide And deep, in the forest of woe, sweet deliverance is nigh And deep, in the heart there's a rose that a glimmer keeps guidin' 'Til the heaven's song begins the holy files a-burnin' And the harmony is set to weave a silver sermon And my heart's aflame until the blessed rhythm's churnin' Push me on from the danger that's pullin' me And holds me so strong... Send a song on the wind to deliver me Take me and rise, when the fire is on... Take the reins, and the loneliness fillin' me And make my fear fuel, and the fuel hi-octane Down, where the valleys are low, there's a refuge so high And down, where the coldest winds blow, there the warmest winds hide And deep, in the forest of woe, sweet deliverance is nigh And deep, in the heart there's a rose that a glimmer keeps guidin' 'Til the heaven's song begins the holy files a-burnin' And the harmony is set to weave a silver sermon And my heart's aflame until the blessed rhythm's churnin' Lead the way thru the glories deceivin' me And reverie's sway... Thru the day when the hereafter's holdin' me Lend me a hand and I won't delay Send a ray thru the seven veiled mysteries And break their sweet spell, and their links of chain