I will make the darkness light before thee What is wrong I'll make right before thee All thy battles I will fight before thee And the high place, I'll bring down With an everlasting love I'll love thee Through trials deep and sore I'll prove thee But there's nothing that can hurt or move thee And the high place I'll bring down When thou walkest by the way I'll lead thee On the fatness of the land I'll feed thee And a mansion in the sky I'll deed thee And the high place, I'll bring down