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The Voice!
By Bethany
No comfort for the soul,
They drift as tempests roll.
No warmth in the cold,
As slaves they have been sold.
But now hearken--A voice!
Jesus gives a sweet choice…
To have a Father,
And reap riches untold.
Trust in me--
I’ll lead you to living waters.
Trust in me--
I’ll be watching o’er you.
Trust in me--
I’ll see you through the storm.
Trust in me--
Ye poor and forlorn.