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God is so good,
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God is so good,
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God is so good,
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He's so good to me.
Shenandoah
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Oh Shen-an-doah, I long to hear you,
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A-a-way, you rol-ling riv-er,
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Oh Shen-an-doah, I long to hear you,
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A-way, we're bound a-way,
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'Cross the wide Mis-sour-i.
Breathe On Me
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Breathe on me, Breath of God,
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Fill me with life a-new,
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That I may love what Thou dost love
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And do what Thou wouldst do.
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The val-ley so low.
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Hear the wind blow,love
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Hear the wind blow.
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Rul-er of all na-t-ure,
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O Thou of God a-nd man the Son!
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Thee will I cher-ish,
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Thee will I ho-n-or,
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Thou, my soul's glor-y,
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Joy, and Crown.
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All cov-ered with snow,
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I lost my true lov-er
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By court-in' too slow.
Old Folks At Home
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Way down u-pon the Swa-nee Riv-er,
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Far, far a-way,
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There's where my heart is turn-ing ev-er,
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There's where the old folks stay.
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All up and down the whole cre-a-tion,
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Sad-ly I roam,
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Still long-ing for the old plan-ta-tion,
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And for the old folks at home.
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All the world is sad and drear-y,
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Ev-'ry where I roam;
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Oh, broth-er how my heart grows wear-y
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Far from the old folks at home.
Sweet Hour Of Prayer
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Sweet hour of prayer,
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Sweet hour of prayer,
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That calls me fr-om a world of care,
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And bids me at my Fa-ther's throne
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Make all my wa-nts and wish-es known:
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In Sea-sons of dis-tress and grief,
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My soul has oft-en found re-lief,
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And oft es-caped the tempt-er's snare
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By thy re-tu-rn, sweet hour of prayer.
Dixie
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I-i wish I wa-s in the land of cot-ton,
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old times there are not for-got-ten
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Look a-way! Look a-way!
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Look a-way! Dix-ie Land.
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I-n Dix-ie La-nd whe-re I was born in,
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ear-ly on one fros-ty morn-'in
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Look a-way! Look a-way! Look a-way! Dix-ie
Land.
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Then I wish I was in Dix-ie, Hoo-ray! Hoo-ray!
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In Dix-ie Land, I'll take my stand
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to live and die in Dix-ie;
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A-way, A-way, A-way down South in Dix-ie,
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A-way, A-way, A-way down South in Dix-ie.