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So blest! So blest!
With scarlet sunset in the skies - Birds that sing on wing so high, The fragrance of the flowers, sweet; And precious people that we meet. So blest! So blest! When music swells my heart within - An old familiar lasting hymn; When tiny heads are bent - hands clasp And little voice our blessings ask. So blest! So blest! Simple pleasures seem much more When we approach Eternity's door - Each day our hearts can thankful be For blessed hours spent with Thee. So blest! So very blest to be Born in a land that's brave and free; Born to a family loving Thee. The things I could not choose, but do - Born with a heart for loving You. So when at last, I lay me down I'll rise and see my robe and crown - A Crystal Sea...and Jasper walls... I won't mind coming home at all For I have been... so blest! So blest! |
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