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A voice from heaven, a gentle voice

A voice from heaven, a gentle voice

Author: Laura E. Newell
Tune: [A voice from heaven, a gentle voice]
Published in 1 hymnal

Audio files: MIDI

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1 A voice from heav’n, a gentle voice,
Above life’s din, sounds sweet and clear,
And tenderly “Come unto Me,”
Greets softly now my list’ning ear.

A voice from heav’n, so sweetly calls,
It echoes o’er times troubled sea;
I, list’ning, hear these words of cheer,
These tender words come unto me.

2 Tho’ hedg’d my way, with many a thorn,
And rugged oft the path I go,
I shall go home, some golden morn,
And heaven’s joys I then shall known. [Refrain]

3 I trust my all, to Him I love,
I know in whom I have believed,
For I am His, and He is mine,
His word of truth I have received. [Refrain]

4 And when at last His voice shall call,
“Come home,” with joy the word I’ll greet,
And home to realms of peace and love,
I’ll cast my crown at Jesus’ feet. [Refrain]

Source: Crowning Day, No. 6: A Book of Gospel Songs #230

Author: Laura E. Newell

Born: Feb­ru­a­ry 5, 1854, New Marl­bo­rough, Con­nec­ti­cut. Died: Oc­to­ber 13, 1916, Man­hat­tan, Kan­sas. Daughter of Mr. and Edward A. Pixley, but orphaned as an infant, Laura was adopted by her aunt, then Mrs. Hiram Mabie, who at the time lived in New York. In 1858, the Mabie family moved to a farm south of where Wamego, Kansas, now stands. Two years after the move, Mr. Mabie died, and his wife resumed teaching. In 1860, Mrs. Mabie accepted a position in Topeka, Kansas, where she taught many years. Under her tutelage, Laura received her education. As early as age 12, Laura was writing rhymes, and two years later her poems began to appear in local newspapers. She had no thought of a literary career; she simply wrote… Go to person page >

Text Information

First Line: A voice from heaven, a gentle voice
Author: Laura E. Newell
Refrain First Line: A voice from heaven, so sweetly calls
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