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From: Karen R
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Remote Name: 12.225.128.191
Date: 06-Oct-2002
Time: 04:06 PM
The last song in our Sunday service this morning was Children of the Heavenly Father, the only accompaniment were bells. When we sang this song, I thought of this great big front porch, and how it has become a healing place, meeting place, and gathering of friends and family, all who loved the man and his music.
If you don't know the words....here are a few
Children of the Heavenly Father, safely in His bosom gather; God His own doth tend and nourish, in His holy courts they flourish
Neither life nor death shall ever from the Lord his children sever; unto them His grace He showeth, and their sorrows all He knoweth.
Though He giveth or He taketh, God His children ne'er forsaketh, His the loving purpose solely, to preserve them pure and holy.
Amen
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