Praise to Thee

Shadow and coolness, Lord, Art Thou to me; Cloud of my soul, lead on, I follow Thee. What though the hot winds blow, Fierce heat beats up below? Fountains of water flow?. Praise, praise to Thee. Clearness and glory, Lord, Art Thou to me; Light of my soul, lead on, I follow Thee. All through the moonless night, Making its darkness bright, Thou art my Heavenly Light?. Praise, praise to Thee. Shadow and shine art Thou, Dear Lord, to me; Pillar of cloud and fire, I follow Thee. What though the way is long, In Thee my heart is strong, Thou art my joy, my song?. Praise, praise to Thee! By Amy Carmichael