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Lord, I hear of show’rs of blessing

He’s resurrection, He is life

Be still, my heart! these anxious cares

How oft believers through the years

Blessed is he that is trusting the Lord

Hark, the Savior’s knocking, knocking

To do Thy will I seek, Lord

How About the Mountains?

Father of heav’n, whose love profound

In the Beginning God Created