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ALLAN HALL
Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee! E'en though it be a cross that raiseth me, Still all my song shall be, nearer, my God, to Thee. Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! Though like the wanderer, the sun gone down, Darkness be over me, my rest a stone. Yet in my dreams I'd be nearer, my God to Thee. Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! He says peace, peace be still Lifts his hands, peace be still And like a child the winds obey him When he says peace be still He says peace, peace be still Lifts his hands, peace be still And like a child my heart obeys him When he says peace be still Hear his voice peace be still
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