At Evening Time It Will Be Light (Zech. 14:7) |
Skrevet af Jørn Nielsen | |||
Lørdag, 20. juni 2020 12:32 | |||
Tune: Abide with me… Be Thou my light, I need Thee in the night Of deep affliction when things are not bright, When evil powers rage with sudden fright O, shining Sun of grace Be Thou my light! It´s late I know I can´t do things undone, Yet by His grace for Him I on must go, There´s set before me still a race to run While Thou will help me, Lord, This world to shun! Farewell, old world, Away you soon will fade My body made of feeble, earthen clay Will from this vale of tears soon pass away, I go up yonder, for The fare Christ paid! Febr. 20, 2020 - jn
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