In sorrow He's my comfort, in trouble He's my stay; He tells me every care on Him to roll. He's the lily of the valley the bright & morning star He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul; I have found a friend in Jesus, He's everything to me, He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul; He's the Lily of the Valley, in Him alone I see All I need to cleanse and make me fully whole. He will never, ever leave me, nor yet forsake me here,
While I live by faith and do His blessed will; A wall of fire about me, I've nothing now to fear, With His manna He my hungry soul shall fill. In sorrow He's my comfort, in trouble He's my stay; He tells me every care on Him to roll. He's the lily of the valley the bright & morning star He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul; He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul;