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In the sweet light
Of the valley,
When the sun falls
Upon the pine,
I shall lay down
All of my troubles,
And I'll lift up
This heart of mine.
Take me home, Lord
Oh take me home
O'er the hillside
And o'er the sea
To the soft grass of the valley
Where your grace
Shall set me free.
Through the shadows
Of the darkness
Through the storms that
Lead me astray
I shall travel
Forever knowing
In your light
I will always stay
So, take me home, Lord
Oh take me home
O'er the hillside
And o'er the sea
To the soft grass of the valley
Where your grace
Shall set me free.
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