please help translate this song

[l.botsford@sbcglobal.net]

I need this song in Spanish for a funeral tomorrow, please help

As I journey through the land, singing as I go,
Pointing souls to Calvary—to the crimson flow,
Many arrows pierce my soul from without, within;
But my Lord leads me on, through Him I must win.
Refrain:
Oh, I want to see Him, look upon His face,
There to sing forever of His saving grace;
On the streets of glory let me lift my voice,
Cares all past, home at last, ever to rejoice.
When in service for my Lord dark may be the night,
But I’ll cling more close to Him, He will give me light;
Satan’s snares may vex my soul, turn my thoughts aside;
But my Lord goes ahead, leads whate’er betide.
When in valleys low I look toward the mountain height,
And behold my Savior there, leading in the fight,
With a tender hand outstretched toward the valley low,
Guiding me, I can see, as I onward go.
When before me billows rise form the mighty deep,
Then my Lord directs my bark; He doth safely keep,
And He leads me gently on through this world below;
He’s a real Friend to me, oh, I love Him so.

[xiurell]

I hope this could help you

As I journey through the land, singing as I go,
Pointing souls to Calvary—to the crimson flow,
Many arrows pierce my soul from without, within;
But my Lord leads me on, through Him I must win.

Mientras viajo a través de la tierra, cantanto mientras camino,
Indicando el camino a las almas hacia el Calvario- a la corriente carmesí,
Muchas flechas perforar mi alma desde fuera y dentro;
Pero mi Señor me lleva, por medio de él tengo que ganar

Refrain:

Oh, I want to see Him, look upon His face,
There to sing forever of His saving grace;
On the streets of glory let me lift my voice,
Cares all past, home at last, ever to rejoice.

Oh, quiero verle, a mirar su rostro,
Hay que cantar para siempre a Su Gracia salvadora;
En las calles de la gloria quiero levantar mi voz,
Atentos al pasado, al fin en casa, por siempre alegre.

When in service for my Lord dark may be the night,
But I’ll cling more close to Him, He will give me light;
Satan’s snares may vex my soul, turn my thoughts aside;
But my Lord goes ahead, leads whate’er betide.

Al servicio de mi Señor oscura puede ser la noche,
Pero me aferraré más cerca de Él, Él me dará luz;
Los engaños de Satanás pueden atormentar mi alma, desviar mis pensamientos,
Pero mi Dios sigue adelante, ocurra lo que ocurra

When in valleys low I look toward the mountain height,
And behold my Savior there, leading in the fight,
With a tender hand outstretched toward the valley low,
Guiding me, I can see, as I onward go.

Cuando estoy en los valles, miro hacia la montaña en lo alto,
Y allí está mi Salvador, líder en la lucha,
ofreciendo la mano tendida hacia el valle,
Guiándome, lo sé, como seguir adelante.

When before me billows rise form the mighty deep,
Then my Lord directs my bark; He doth safely keep,
And He leads me gently on through this world below;
He’s a real Friend to me, oh, I love Him so.

Cuando ante mí tome forma una profunda y poderosa desesperación,
Entonces, mi Señor dirige mi barca; Él la mantiene segura,
Y Él me lleva suavemente a través de este mundo;
Él es un verdadero amigo para mí, oh, le amo.