HYMN Let not your hearts with anxious thoughts Be troubled or dismayed But trust in providence divine And trust my gracious aid I to my father's house return There numerous mansions stand And glory manifold abounds Through all the happy land BREAK I go your entrance to secure And your abode prepare Regions unknown are safe to you And I, your friend, am there. Then I shall come when ages close To take you home with me There we shall meet, to part no more And still together be. BREAK I am the way the truth, the life No son of human race But them that I conduct and guide Will see my father's face BREAK Recorded by Knowe-O-Deil @religion filename[ HYMNHRT DC ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===