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The dark'ning- shadows filled the vale, The way seemed long and drear, Rough was the track and hard to trace, And none to guide was near; And soon my falt'ring steps were stayed, Two paths before me lay. Oh, for a friendly hand to aid And show to me the way!

When lo, a rudely fashioned stone From out the g'loom appeared, A moss-grown cross, in days long flown By pious hands upreared. It showed a straight and narrow path — No more my steps would stray — And doubts had ceased to trouble now That I had found the way.

'Twas thus when in the wilderness, I tried to pierce the gloom, And find a path to that bright land That lies beyond the tomb. The Promise of the Book shone forth, And by its cheering ray Revealed the Cross of Calvary, And then I knew the way.