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COMES
OFTEN TIMES
WHEN QUIETNESS
FINDS
ME IN A
PENSIVE MOOD;
I HEAR A SOUND
THATS SO
PROFOUND..
IT BRINGS ME
SOLITUDE.
THE SOUND I
HEAR
IS SWEET AND
FREE,
A VOICE SO
SOFT AND CLEAR,
CALLING,
CALLING, CALLING ME
TO BRING ME
CLOSER NEAR.
IT IS THE
VOICE OF CHRIST I HEAR,
I HEAR HIM
WITH MY HEART;
HE TAKES AWAY
MY WOES AND FEAR,
AND GIVES MY
LIFE NEW START.
HE FILLS MY
CUP; HE LIFTS ME UP;
AND TALKS TO
ME EACH DAY;
HE'S HERE
ABRUPT TO INTERUPT
THE ILLS THAT
COME MY WAY!
WILLIAM E.
HARDISON ( )
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