There’s a dear little church in the village,
Near the spot where I first saw the day;
Where in childhood I learned of the Savior,
As the Life, and the Truth, and the Way.
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O come to the church in the village,
O come while the bells sweetly chime,
O come from the hills and the valleys,
And list to the Gospel sublime;
O come to the church in the village,
O come while the bells sweetly chime,
O come to the church in the village,
Seek God, while still there is time.
There it stands, when the bright sun is shining,
Where the broad, spreading trees cast their shade,
Then at eve, when the sun has descended,
See it stand in the twilight arrayed.
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Then the light, shining thro’ stainèd windows
Sifting out, shimmers into the night,
Giving all that it touches new beauty,
And dispelling the darkness with light.
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Thus the darkness and blindness that bound me
Were removed in that dear, sacred place,
And no matter how far I may wander,
’Twill be dear till the end of my race.
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