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range everything is beautiful with goodness and mercy about us all the time and the Lord there a-looking on, what a glorious thing it will be for us to dwell in his great corral forever?"

Then to the accompaniment of a cabinet organ that had been moved up under the old cottonwood and which was played by Mrs. Morgan, wife of the manager, they sang that beautiful hymn, "Nearer my God to Thee." The hymn that has comforted wounded soldiers on the battle fields and dying men in hospital tents as well as the rich in their palatial chambers, a hymn which applies equally to rich and poor.

Nearer, my God, to. Thee, Nearer to Thee;
E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me,
Still all my song shall be—Nearer, my God, to Thee!
Nearer, my God, to Thee! Nearer to Thee!

There let the way appear, Steps unto heaven;
All that Thou sendest me, In mercy giv'n;
Angels to beckon me, Nearer, my God to Thee!
Nearer, my God, to Thee! Nearer to Thee!

Or if, on joyful wing, Cleaving the sky,
Sun, moon, and stars forgot, Upward I fly,
Still all my song shall be—Nearer, my God, to Thee!
Nearer, my God, to Thee! Nearer to Thee!
Nearer, my God, to Thee! Nearer to Thee!