| Far away in the depths of my spirit tonight
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| Rolls a melody sweeter than psalm;
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| In celestial strains it unceasingly falls
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| O??? |
| er my soul like an infinite calm.
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| Peace, peace, wonderful peace,
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| Coming down from the Father above!
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| Sweep over my spirit forever, I pray
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| In fathomless billows of love!
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| What a treasure I have in this wonderful peace,
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| Buried deep in the heart of my soul,
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| So secure that no power can mine it away,
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| While the years of eternity roll!
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| I am resting tonight in this wonderful peace,
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| Resting sweetly in Jesus??? |
| control;
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| For I??? |
| m kept from all danger by night and by day,
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| And His glory is flooding my soul!
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| And I think when I rise to that city of peace,
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| Where the Anchor of peace I shall see,
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| That one strain of the song which the ransomed will sing
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| In that heavenly kingdom will be:
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| Ah, soul! |
| are you here without comfort and rest,
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| Marching down the rough pathway of time?
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| Make Jesus your Friend ere the shadows grow dark;
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| O accept of this peace so sublime! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Hills of Killarney , by - Irish Drinking Songs. Song from the album Irish Drinking Songs, in the genre Музыка мира