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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