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Come weal, come woe
where’er we go,
God is not far away;
He holds the stormy
winds that blow,
And molds the golden day.
The darkest night to Him is light,
And thro’ the shine or shade,
He speaks in tones
of tender might,
“My child, be not afraid.”
Child, be not, be not afraid;
Child, be not, be not afraid
The darkest night to Him is light,
And thro’ the shine or shade,
Child, be not, be not afraid;
Child, be not, be not afraid
He speaks in tones of tender might,
“My child, be not afraid.”
Tho’ clouds may veil
the stars that sail
O’er boundless seas of space,
And lights along
all shores may fail,
God will not hide His face;
But sweetly whispers
while His hands
Upon His own are laid,
“Lo! at thy side thy Father stands,
My child, be not afraid.”
Child, be not, be not afraid;
Child, be not, be not afraid
The darkest night to Him is light,
And thro’ the shine or shade,
Child, be not, be not afraid;
Child, be not, be not afraid
He speaks in tones of tender might,
“My child, be not afraid.”
Thro’ changing years,
in joy and tears,
The changeless One abides,
And safe the soul
from doubt and fears
That in His bosom hides.
On noisy street, in still retreat,
Thro’ vales of deepest shade,
That voice is heard
with accents sweet,
“My child, be not afraid.”
Child, be not, be not afraid;
Child, be not, be not afraid
The darkest night to Him is light,
And thro’ the shine or shade,
Child, be not, be not afraid;
Child, be not, be not afraid
He speaks in tones of tender might,
“My child, be not afraid.”
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LYRICS
Meter:
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8 6 8 6 D (D.C.M.) and ref
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Writer(s):
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Trans/Adapted:
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Dates:
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c.1900
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Bible Refs:
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Mt 14:27;
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MUSIC
Name:
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BE NOT AFRAID
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 D (D.C.M.) and ref
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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echo ' | ';
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