Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: Jim Lauderdale
A Hunter lyric written for Jim Lauderdale
In the morning of my wretchedness
The eve of my distress
My eyes upon the mountain
A thousand miles from rest
In the time of my oppression
With the dark at either hand
I will seek the voice of love
Do whatever it command
Chorus
I trust my guiding star to steer my footsteps in the night
By day I trust the sun above to make things clear and bright
I trust to human kindness when I got no other choice
And when it's time to speak, I trust that truth will guide my voice
I will look upon the mountain when
The sun sinks in the west
And walk this lonesome valley
With assurance in my breast
Like a teeming flight of sparrows
Come to rest on yonder tree
In the comfort of its branches
For a night's tranquillity
[chorus]
In the heaving of the earthquake
And the tidal wave of fear
I will look upon the mountain
Believing hope is near
In the time of my oppression
With the dark at either hand
I will seek the voice of love
Do whatever it command
[chorus]
And when it's time to sing, I trust that truth will guide my voice
Recordings | |||||
Date | Album | Recorded By | |||
1999 | Onward Through It All | Jim Lauderdale |