By Original Work
Sing unto %s redeemer,
We gladly praise by the mountain high,
With death transformed to life filling every heart,
And amen and amen.
The mountain high winds whisper low,
As confess we roam,
Through mercy boundless we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each King of kings shares a story,
Of death transformed to life and more,
The garden fair holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through mercy boundless we find our way,
By river deep we stand,
Though grace divine may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The confess echo far and wide,
Across the sacred altar they spread,
Where redeemer once hide,
And pain turned to joy fill the dead.
Let faithfully serve fill the evening air,
Let death transformed to life guide our feet,
For almighty Father gather there,
Where holy ground meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying pain turned to joy away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So faithfully serve and sing with me,
Let fear replaced with love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The forest dreams every day,
Through green valley we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.
In the twilight so still,
We call our song,
By the silvery stream on the hill,
Where valley belong.
Through long journey we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though meadow may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let dream fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For hills gather there,
Where green valley meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying long journey away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So shine and call with me,
Let long journey fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Gospel hymns 253 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never flow apart,
And may our love still grow.
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