HYMN





Let not your hearts with anxious thoughts

Be troubled or dismayed

But trust in providence divine

And trust my gracious aid



I to my father's house return

There numerous mansions stand

And glory manifold abounds

Through all the happy land



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I go your entrance to secure

And your abode prepare

Regions unknown are safe to you

And I, your friend, am there.

Then I shall come when ages close

To take you home with me

There we shall meet, to part no more

And still together be.



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I am the way the truth, the life

No son of human race

But them that I conduct and guide

Will see my father's face



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Recorded by Knowe-O-Deil

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