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that sits right down the road.. The people there are friendly and you're welcome in the fold.
You can hear the church bells ringing with sweetness in the air, As dear folks humbly take their seats and bow their heads in prayer.
Old hymns float up to the sky as voices softly sing, Cherished songs and reverent prayers, give praises to our King.
Then Pastor gives the message, like a shepherd leads his sheep. We hold God's promise in our hearts, His precious word to keep.
When the service is complete, we go our separate ways, And with God's help, we
will strive to walk with Him each day.
Written By My Dear Aunt,
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