Monday, November 1, 2021

Hymns


 



Hymns are my peace


When peace like a river attendeth my way

When sorrows like see billows roll

Whatever my lot though hast taught me to say 

It is well, it is well with my soul



I surrender all, All to Jesus I surrender I surrender all

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