LETTERS FROM MY FATHER



I have letters from my father

In my hand, in my hand.

Written by my elder brother,

They are grand, they are grand.

They were written o'er the sea

And were forward unto me.

I'm as happy as I can be

In this land, in this land.

I'm as happy as I can be

In this land.



Father told me in his letters

That are grand, that are grand,

I could make myself much better

In this land, in this land.

Then I cried, "What shall I do?"

For I had not read them through

And they made me all a-new

In this land, in this land.

And they made me all a-new

In this land.



I am sanctified and happy

In my heart, in my heart.

For the blood of Jesus cleanses

Every part, every part.

I have lost my carnal mind,

Doubts and tears I've left behind.

And a comforter I find

In my heart, in my heart.

And a comforter I find

In my heart.



I am now a new creation

In this land, in this land.

They don't know my situation.

It is grand, it is grand,

All this world is dark as night

But my father's face is bright

And I'm walking in the light

Through this land, through this land.

And I'm walking in the light

Through this land.



I am not afraid of dying

In this land, in this land.

But I often feel like flying,

Oh how grand, oh how grand.

I will sing and shout and pray

And My Master's voice obey.

And my soul can hardly stay

In this land, In this land.

And my soul can hardly stay

In this land.



Death is called a dreadful monster

In this land, in this land

When he calls I will not answer,

Oh how grand, oh how grand.

I may leave most any day

All they'll find is empty clay

And I wonder what they'll say

In this land, in this land

And I wonder what they'll say

In this land.



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recorded by Sarah Ogan Gunning

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