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There’s a peaceful valley
of decision found,
Where unbroken fellowship
and love abound;
Softly falls the glory
of the evening light,
On its saints arrayed in white.
Oh, how sweet is my rest,
In the vale of the blest;
For the Lord is so near,
And His saints are so dear.
In this pure “decision,”
all the holy dwell,
All who follow Jesus
in His perfect will;
And they only glory
in the Crucified,
And in all His truth abide.
Oh, how sweet is my rest,
In the vale of the blest;
For the Lord is so near,
And His saints are so dear.
In this lowly vale
is everlasting rest,
For the wholly sanctified
in heaven blest;
Oh, what sacred bonds
of love and harmony,
In the valley of the free!
Oh, how sweet is my rest,
In the vale of the blest;
For the Lord is so near,
And His saints are so dear.
“Multitudes,” now gather
in the vale of love,
And their praises echo
on the hills above;
Lo! the Lord is coming,
and the day is near;
For the evening sun is clear.
Oh, how sweet is my rest,
In the vale of the blest;
For the Lord is so near,
And His saints are so dear.
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