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There’s a word for you to speak,
There’s a deed for you to do;
And word and deed are waiting
Just for you, only you;
And word and deed are waiting
Just for you, only you.
Grand and glorious words will ring,
Till the world is thrilled anew;
Sweet, homely words are waiting,
Just for you, only you;
Sweet, homely words are waiting
Just for you, only you.
While the heroes storm the heights,
In the valley wet with dew
Some wounded soul is waiting
Just for you, only you;
Some wounded soul is waiting
Just for you, only you.
Ever, as you journey on,
Under cloud or under blue,
Do well the work that’s waiting
Just for you, only you;
Do well the work that’s waiting
Just for you, only you.
When, at last the work is done
And the weary journey through,
A starry crown is waiting
Just for you, only you;
A starry crown is waiting
Just for you, only you
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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7 7 7 7 7 7
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Dates:
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1890
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Bible Refs:
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2 Ti 2:24;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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BOTSWANA
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Meter:
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7 7 7 7 7 7
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