1 We have our troubles here below, We’re trav’ling through this world of woe, To that bright world where loved ones go, Where all is peace and love. 2 We’re fettered and chained up in clay While in this body here we stay; By faith we know a world above, Where all is peace and love. 3 I feel no way like getting tired, I’m trusting in His Holy Word To guide my weary feet above, Where all is peace and love.
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| First Line: | We have our troubles here below |
| Publication Date: | 1960 |
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| Name: | CHRISTIAN'S HOPE |