The cross that He gave is heavy,
And the light on my path is dim,
Yet I feel a blessèd assurance,
Whenever I think of Him.

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Whenever I think of Him,
Whenever I think of Him,
He fills my soul with divine control,
Whenever I think of Him.

I stand on the mount of promise,
Rising up from the vale of prayer;
For my soul is filled with His goodness,
And thoughts of His love and care.

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Some day it will all be over;
Then with loved ones gone on before,
I will join the saints and the martyrs,
And praise Him for­ev­er­more.

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