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Once I thought I walked with Jesus, Yet such changeful feelings had; Sometimes trusting, sometimes doubting, Sometimes joyful, sometimes sad. But He called me closer to Him, Bade my doubting fearing cease; And, when fully I had yielded, Filled my soul with perfect peace. Oh, the peace the Saviour gives me, Peace I never knew before; And my way has brighter grown Since I’ve learned to trust Him more. |
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