When the heart goes down into the valley,
Where the beams of the setting sun
Have stretched the shadows long and bleak.....
Even in that valley shadow
When your knees come down to the ground
And your heart calls out to the Lord....
When you bring your hand down
And feel the grass between your fingertips.....
You will suddenly find the Lily of the valley.
The Lily of the Valley,
The Fairest of Ten Thousand,
The Rose of Sharon of your Soul is with you always.....
In the grass that bends in the windy wisps,
In the songs that bleat from the sheepfold,
In the hearts of friends who really care.....
Jesus is your constant companion;
He will always be there.