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What though my joys and comfort die?
The Lord my savior liveth.
What though the darkness gather round?
Songs in the night he giveth.

(My Life Flows On In Endless Song)

Chiefest among ten thousand

Earthly friends with bliss surround me

Tune: [Earthly friends with bliss surround me]
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1. Earthly friends with bliss surround me,
Love's own air I gently breathe;
Beauties new, above, around me,
Their beguiling witch'ries weave.
But their temptings, Sweet, soft, temptings
On me vainly, coldly fall;
For my Saviour, My own Saviour
Is more fair, more dear than all.

2. They can bitterly deceive me;
They can promise and not give;
In my darkest hours they leave me,
Hopelessly alone to grieve.
In my sorrow, Pain and sorrow,
They have naught that can avail;
But my Saviour, My strong Saviour
Will not leave me, cannot fail.

3. He is all my joy, my pleasure,
All my hope, my stay, my trust;
Here my soul's abiding treasure,
Firm and faithful, true and just.
In the future, Dim dark future,
He is all the light I see;
Oh! my Saviour, My own Saviour,
Heav'n is nothing without Thee.

4. In that world of rest and glory,
There are joys so pure and free;
With the pure and good that love Thee,
There is endless bliss for me.
There is safety, Rest and safety,
From all sin, all sorrow free;
Oh! my Saviour, My own Saviour,
May I ever live with Thee.

Source: The Gospel Awakening: a collection of original and selected "hymns and spiritual songs" for the use in gospel meetings everywhere #168

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Title: Chiefest among ten thousand


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The Gospel Awakening #168

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