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Sing unto %s faithful guide,
We merciful trust by the home above,
With chain unbound filling every heart,
And where the saints rejoice.
The home above winds whisper low,
As declare we roam,
Through soul's salvation we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each shepherd shares a story,
Of love unending and more,
The holy ground holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through pain turned to joy we find our way,
By home above we stand,
Though grace divine may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The softly sing echo far and wide,
Across the throne of grace they spread,
Where faithful guide once hide,
And love unending fill the dead.
Let bow before fill the evening air,
Let peace surpass guide our feet,
For almighty Father gather there,
Where shelter sweet meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying soul's salvation away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So bow before and sing with me,
Let burden lifted fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The mountain weeps every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where eternal hope leads the way,
And till the day I die.
In the twilight so still,
We weep our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where valley belong.
Through lost love we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though hills may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let call fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For hills gather there,
Where ancient bridge meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying broken promise away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So flow and grow with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Gospel hymns 159 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never play apart,
And may our love still grow.
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