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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park, Washington, D. C. · May 23, 1912

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 89, No. 21.

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Blessed Assurance

By Mrs. Geo. W. Barry

THERE'S a song on my lips, There's a song in my soul, Though the waves of distress Deeply round me may roll, For I know whom I trust. Though the way may be dim, I shall safely go home If I cling close to him.

CHORUS:

I will not be afraid when the dark grave I see, For my Saviour has died and has risen for me.
There's a light in my sky Since the breaking of day, When the veil rent in twain, And the stone rolled away. For an angel spoke peace To my spirit's alarm: "He is risen for thee, There is nothing to harm."
There is joy in my heart All the long, weary day, For the storm overpast And the clouds rolled away. There's a rose for each thorn, And a gain for each loss, Since my Saviour himself Gained a crown by the cross.