1 There’s an old-fashioned church where I worshipp’d of yore,
With those whom I lov’d who have gone on before,
‘Twas there in His temple that God spoke to me,
In that old-fashioned church in the valley.
Refrain:
O they told of a Saviour who died on the tree,
To purchase salvation for you and for me,
‘Twas there at the altar I found liberty
In that old-fashioned church in the valley.
2 O the benches were hard and the preacher was old,
But many a sinner was brought to the fold,
The singing just seem’d to bring heaven to me,
In that old-fashioned church in the valley. [Refrain]
3 How I long for that church and those meetings again
To hear mother’s voice join in some sweet refrain,
Where dress did not matter, all equal could be,
In that old-fashioned church in the valley. [Refrain]
4 As I worship in churches so stately and grand
I long for the touch of a dear vanished hand,
I think of God’s acre where those dear to me
Lay at rest near the church in the valley. [Refrain]
Source: Glad Gospel Songs #36