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PRAYER AND ASPIRATION |
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2 Should coming days be cold and dark, L We need not cease our singing; That perfect rest nought can molest,
Where golden harps are ringing. For, O, we stand on Jordan's strand;
Our friends are passing over; |And just before, the shining shore
We may almost discover. |
3 Let sorrow's rudest tempest blow,
Each chord on earth to sever; Our King says, Come, and there's our home,
Forever, O, forever J For, O, we stand on Jordan's strand;
Our friends are passing over; And just before, the shining shore
We may almost discover.
Rev. David Nelson, 1835 |
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